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Jul 2013
Who knew those words could hurt,
“She makes me happy.”
Who knew the realization could hurt,
She makes him want to be better.

The realization
That you will never be her
Her---is someone else
Who doesn't love him like you do

Her is someone whose hurt him
Pulled him around
Like a small child pulling her dog
Where he doesn't want to go

But he will go anyway---
He cherishes that child
Loves her
He told you himself.
Annalyse Matthews
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Annalyse Matthews  Texas
(Texas)   
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