Damaged
If nothing I have tried
Tried and cried
To be rid of you
The past marks me
So much that I see
Marks me thrice
My past cannot be undone
No matter how far I run
You damaged me
In the present it consumes
My waking moments it doomes
You are damaging me
My future is bleak
Not even help that I seek
I'm forever damaged
Copyright © Lauren Smith | Year Posted 2014
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