The fighting was inevitable,
as it had always been.
We found a weak spot, bit on, and tore.
We broke each other down.
They say that only time can heal,
But not even time can erase.
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 1:47 AM UTC
The fighting was inevitable,
as it had always been.
We found a weak spot, bit on, and tore.
We broke each other down.
They say that only time can heal,
But not even time can erase.
Copyright © Claire Shelton 2012
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