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Apr 2010
This wound by now should have healed
But only darkness covers the concealed.
Joyous memories, distant, far,
In the mirror a painful scar.

I walk around, happiness I see
stirs sadness, what no longer be.
Time failed, scars remain.
Indifference, grief, shame.
Written by
dawid
963
   Sadie
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