Hurt I Learned
If I seem down,
forgive me.
Frowns I carry around,
live in me.
You may say,
you see right through me.
Your words untrue,
renew me.
The hurt I’ve learned,
brews in me.
If only you could,
re-design me.
Take time rewind,
refine me.
Recreate the mold,
without lies I’ve told.
Give back,
the soul I sold.
~JSLambert
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