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11h
the eyes
that glared
daggers
into my heart

the lips
that spilled
sweet words
but left
a scar
on my mind

the hands
that inflicted
pain
that seems
to be
everlasting

why do i
bless the hands
that hurt me
over
and over
again
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aesthenne
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