There's no single word that could describe the hurt.
The dullest knife just sawing back and forth,
Ripping through the bones though the softest skin was there.
Love happens all the time.
To people who aren't kind,
And heroes who are blind.
Expecting perfect scripted movie scenes.
For all the air that's in your lungs,
For all the joy that is to come,
For all the things that you're alive to feel,
Just let the pain remind you
Hearts can heal.
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