I saw you just the other day, and everything seemed to be fine.
Now your getting in my face, surely crossing the line.
Next thing I know slap across my face.
How can you call yourself a man, your more like a disgrace.
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Hearts can be mended w. the pieces that are still there. But scares remain and can be reopened w. repeated tugging. 'We use to be so perfect, we use to have that spark. The spark where you gave me butterflies' (This is crazy! i have poems about that... lol)