Apparition

As I pause to take in the view I quiver in thinking that you Are somewhere in it Call me a cynic Treating me the way that you did Opened up wounds I felt close as a kid They aren't bleeding Only impeding The growth of my skin With this hole you left in my days I am slowly thinking of ways I'm getting better Since I met her She dances like you never danced Making me so extremely entranced Seeing her moving Is improving The damage you did

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