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Twisted Heart

My heart is full of hatred I want to make him hurt This is not right What did he do wrong I must spread my wings and fly on Love has a funny way of showing up in unexpected places Sometimes it works And sometimes it fails Do I really know what loves is Is it just lust settling in my soul Am I addicted to passion that rips at my heart Where is love that blossoms and lights and sparks

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Date: 5/23/2011 5:55:00 PM
Creative and expressive thoughts on twisted heart, Sarah
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