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WHY DOES IT HURT

WHY DOES IT HURT

If it wasn’t love
Why does it hurt so bad
And why do you stay on my mind
I shoulda known better
than to fall in love with you
Now I’m a prisoner to this pain
Never thought I’d lose control
Thinking that I was stronger
I took my hands off the wheel

© she
March 31, 2017

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