Hurt
Sometimes I find myself in the strangest of circumstances
leaping out taking chances, playing hide and seek with different
romances, love affairs after a brief fling, NO wedding ring
It's crazy my heart can't feel if it doesn't heal & yet still
I somehow spill over like spoiled milk on silk RUINED
Once more labeled and tagged stupid and giving up th
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