Thursday, 24 July 2008

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Did it hurt dearest?
When I cut you open and peered inside?

Did it bleed dearest?
When I threw you down and tore apart your life.

Did you cry dearest?
When you realised that I'd caused this pain,

Did it sting dearest?
When the salt I poured made contact with your skin.

Did you die dearest?
When I broke your fragile heart with mine.

Did you know dearest?
I'd give anything to turn back time.

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