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Again


Why did it hurt?
I wasn't supposed to feel the pain,
But when you told me of someone else,
The feelings came back all the same.

Supposed to be happy,
I cried instead,
A million emotions,
Overcrowding my head.

Falling back to the place I always stay,
Longing for something that's not mine,
Knowing, too, it never will be,
Through all of age and time.

Kept my heart on a short leash,
So it's not as easy to break,
But I discovered it ran away to you,
A heartache too late.

Crying recycled tears,
Feeling old throbs,
Vowed not to love,
Yet there was no way I could stop.

Knowing how this'll end,
With the same old sappy words,
I will try to quit giving my heart,
To avoid this self-condemned hurt.

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