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The dagger thatyou jolted into my heart is not going to be stuck inside your ice cold soul
Every last drop of love left rains down with the blood dripping from the wound
I was always confuse....lost....naïve.....dumb.
I was always the girl to get it last.
Looking back, I was blinded by love.
I reached for the stars& hold onto the broken ones.
