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Hurt

whereupon,
she lied to the face
and spit upon
his gentle soul,
but when he thrive
to stand,
she pushes and
shun him, and
go out through the door
in the still of the night

to kiss and romance another and return to pretend good, when he spoke
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Love that always hurt
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