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Mar 2018
She took a piece of my heart,
when she left the rest of me with marks
The blade was in my hand
but she made the cuts

She was never mine but it felt as if she was
when she gave me her smile.
I think of her everyday.

I can neverΒ Β again love someone new ,like i loved her
These words cant fully heal a torn heart
In time ill scar,
but she will always have a piece of my broken heart
I hate being gay, you fall in love with someone so perfect become friends,
and my feeling get tangled up. But she will never know how much i just want to hold her. And ill never have a chance because she is straight and i cant blame her for that you dont choose who you love.
-E
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-E  17/F/South Afrika
(17/F/South Afrika)   
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