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Ripping old wounds Only to reveal the infection Festering in your thoughts And spreading to your soul Unrecognized through the haze Brought by the darkness Devouring you from the inside out But through the chasm Light finally breaks in Chasing the ghosts away Making way for healing And breaking free from chains Covered wounds now uncovered Left bare so others may judge May empathize But mostly so that this time They may heal properly.
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May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
Confessing feels like
Ripping old wounds Only to reveal the infection Festering in your thoughts And spreading to your soul Unrecognized through the haze Brought by the darkness Devouring you from the inside out But through the chasm Light finally breaks in Chasing the ghosts away Making way for healing And breaking free from chains Covered wounds now uncovered Left bare so others may judge May empathize But mostly so that this time They may heal properly.
samanthah7
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May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
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