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Jun 2016
I felt it in my heart,
With every touch and every kiss.
I knew it in my gut -
A twisting sickness.
Now here we are,
The edge of forgiveness.
Trying to heal,
Despite the fear you'll repeat this.
The worst kind of heartbreak -
The kind you have to fight to heal from everyday
while faced with the one who brought the pain.
D
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D  25/Canada
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