BLEEDING (POEM 117)

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You were never mine,

So why does it hurt so much,

Why do I feel the need to scream at you?

Tell you how much you posting those girls hurt me,

How could you do this to me?

How could I let another boy hurt me once more?

You ripped me open,

I am bleeding out slowly.

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