#75
Thorns prick me
Ur words
Glides to my heart
Rupture the veins
Steady flow of tears
Runs down my cheeks
Fingers ache
Let it drip
As long it can
For once it dries up
You will be forgotten
For a man who makes you cry
Is never worth your love...
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