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            We have our good times

            and we have our bad.



            I go back and read the words

            words full of emotion

            words that bite and wound.

            I am wounded, in dispair.



            Words of emotion

            that open my heart.

            Stirring butterflies

            giving me joy, happiness.



            How can meer words

            written on a page

            hold such aching hurt,

            hold such love.



            Why do I go back

            for another look

            what draws me so.

            It is you.



            It's all these feelings

            that makes me alive

            experiencing joy and pain.

            Little pieces of you.