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You tell me that you love me truly despite all the pain that we've been through some of our shared memories are still bleeding the blood streaming like falling tears the scars of the fights you started will never heal but dot the landscape of our minds a reminder of skirmishes past you were always willing to start the war and I was often the willing fighter I may have won most of the battles but both of us could be classed as losers counted as mere collateral damage your selfish choices proved to be the true enemy one that could be defeated easily You tell me that you loved me truly despite all the pain that we've been through although some of our shared memories are still bleeding the blood will eventually dry up to be used as fertiliser to grow new and better experiences as the old ones slowly fade away