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Scars Forming In Your Dreams

They listened They listened to you cry They listened to you scream Fists bloodied from beating walls Scars forming in your dreams They never loved your heart They never loved your being Their tortured, corrupted souls Offsetting what they’ve been All of their hate The memories of their screams They never let it go Until they could unseen Your life is their excuse For something to hurt Exorcise their suppressed selfs Your minds a toy to pervert They listened to you cry Never asked why so much hurt They listened to you scream Never realised what they’d been Goodbye people of this blood Goodbye now you can’t steer The path open to me Will never come back here

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