Salt To My Wound Poem by Vincent Vinny_vi

Salt To My Wound

Walk past me and I'll cry.

You're near her and that hurts my heart.

Past wounds aren't healed apparently

I just hate seeing you with someone else

Keep her save and away from me

It hurts as fuck but I need you to understand that I can't think when it comes to you

Love your touch and words approaching in a soft balada but you gave them to her.

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