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Jul 2013
He was upstairs
It was just a normal day
He listened to music
When he heard his girlfriend come in.
She hugged him and she accidently bumped his arm.
He flinched back slightly,
he didn't think she'd notice but she did.
"May I please look?"
He nodded.
She rolled up his sleeves and gasped.
Cuts and scars lined up his arm.
She kissed each and every cut and scar.
As she rolled up her sleeves
She said,
"I've been fighting too, darling."
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   calion, Daemoness, Charlotte and Monika
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