Broken Record
An experience from long ago,
He held onto, inside it made his heart cold,
He never let all the bitterness go inside,
With every new face these feelings he thought he could hide,
Transferred emotions, he couldn't even see the abuse,
The next person would pay, and he would subconciously use,
Until he can come to grips to face it head on,
The cycle will keep replaying that song.
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