Damages
I drag it all out into the light.
Opening old wounds.
Trying to make sense of it all.
Trying to cope.
You, are all fine
Leaving it burried.
I can't let go of the past.
You tell me to forget it,
As if you know how I feel.
You still refuse to see the scars.
But your world is perfect now,
Now that he's gone.
And I'm the one,
Still damaged
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