bruised h.s.
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"physically I'm fine , emotionally I'm bruised."
"Why do you keep searching for her Harold?" his best mate Niall asked.
"Was she really that special?" Niall questioned again.
"Yah she was and I don't know what to do."
He thought about it. Why did I care about her so much? What made me think she was so special. What made me so in love with her?
She was pure and innocent.
"Intoxicated with her innocence
taunted by her touch
drowning in her love
he knew,
he was bruised "
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