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May 2019
Scars riddle my heart
Each one a mark of beautiful moments and tragic stories
Yet I find myself giving it away still despite it all
I suppose it's to say my heart yearns for the pain
I only wish my mind did as well
But maybe my heart knows what my mind does not
If so then I can only trust it hoping that it is right and I can handle what's to come
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Matt  26/M
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