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A bruised Heart IIYou dont know what its like,
Holding back all these tears,
Trying not to scream out,
The screaming rings in my ears,
Now Im shaking with fear,
Wondering what I did wrong,
To deserve this
You make me feel so worthless.
And when I fall,
You helped me though it all,
The things we shared,
I truly thought you cared,
The lives we lead,
Now these feelings racing though my head,
Are really new to me,
I cant believe you cant see.
All I have is my bruised heart,
To look at things like theyre worth,
Something to hope for,
Something to hold,
For my tears wont stop,
No, my tears wo
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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