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Knives were
Thrown and
Pierced the heart.
Knives to hurt
And be felt most
Within your heart.
ANGER raged - Stabbing the
Love we shared.
Something foolish that was
Said or done;
And ANGER Flared:
Like a quick drawn gun.
Before ANGER takes hold
To be thrown like
Knives;
Think - before we Speak
So hurt won't be felt
Upon the heart
Whose love we Hold...
Most dear into our own heart.
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