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Jun 2018
She’s getting hurt.
I try to save her but she pushes me away.
I don’t know what to say...
Anymore.

Tears fall
Insults flow...relentlessly
Blood is shed;
Splattered on the walls of her brain
Oh, her pain
It will never fade away
It will leave scars every day
Oh, her pain...

The sorrow I feel is so real,
Watching these events unfold
Will her wounds ever heal?
Will she ever be as bold?
In a world this cold,
All we need is love not suffering.

I take her hand in mine,
Trying not to cry,
Praying she would be mine,
Not hers...
But I despair as the world is unfair...
Alas she will never be mine.
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