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Jun 2014
That's why it's called falling in love
When you fall down
You scrape your knee or break a bone
Sometimes the scars last forever
The wounds are evidence of the battle you fought
The one you tried so hard to win
But in the end despite your best intentions
You lost
Now all you have are those scars
Every time you glance at them the pain from the memories creep back in and settle in your bones
Hannah F
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Hannah F
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