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Jun 2013
Pain hidden under my sleeves

bruises blue and green

for the old him my heart grieves

he’s gone nowhere to be seen

he hits me on a whim

these days I don’t have to do anything

it’s just as the mood takes him

can’t believe he used to sing

I’m too scared to go

run away tail between my legs

lost friends long ago

couldn’t listen to anymore “leave him” begs

I’m lying in a bed of my own making

waiting for him to return

in the silence I can hear my heart breaking

along with the bones and painful burn
Written by
Susan O'Reilly  F/Ireland
(F/Ireland)   
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