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Love

I have a scar, a scar or scars I have a hurt, a hurt that hurts My heart feels pained, it feels pains My love relinquished, it feels relinquished I tread its path, it tore me apart I walked its road, on me it rode Love, though emotional, its hurt's not ephemeral Love is but a murderer, its kills are subliminal

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