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I see your face on the street
haunting me wherever I go. I thought I loved you But the truth is abuse kills love and cripples until the heart finally acknowledges it has to be free. You are a part of my past. I look to the future ahead Bruises don't last, I know Memories take longer to go The difference now is I am free!
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