Hurt

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I felt you
Your hands crawling
underneath my skin,
Your hands ripping my heart out,
You took it.
Oh, baby, now it
Hurts
You can't replace a new heart.

- Jo (me!!)

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Th next few chapters or more are poems made by me!!! If your gonna repost any of my poems anywhere please put credit!!! Poems are pretty hard to make if your trying to be in someone's shoes. I'm not sad nor do I have a boyfriend or have had one. I love poetry.

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