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I have been hurt Which left the memory Of this bite Which shows that I am Your Possession This smiley faced scar Is it not here from your love? Is it here from your hatred? The tears mix with the blood Flowing from these open wounds I might be hurt, But like this scar I'm smiling For this won't disappear And neither my hatred For the thing that called me a object.

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May 29, 2014

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