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Cut me wide, let the truth spill out
 This isn't mercy, it's the cost of doubt
 I didn’t break the way you planned
 I held the fire in my hands You wanted quiet,
 I roared instead
 A hurricane
 Inside my chest You called it peace when you walked away
 But I still wake with your name
 Like a scar behind my teeth
 Like something I can't rinse clean
 You left, but you still remain
 A bruise I sing through every day I wasn't still I shook the ground
 You wanted shadows, I gave sound
 No apology for thunder skies
 I never learned to whisper lies No soft goodbye, no fading line
 Just silence dressed up as divine
 But peace should never taste like ash And I still carry what we had You called it peace when you turned away
 But I still wake with your name
 Not just a bruise, not just a sting
 It’s carved into my everything
 You left, but I remain
 With your storm beneath my skin
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May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 12:05 AM UTC
Autopsy
Cut me wide, let the truth spill out
 This isn't mercy, it's the cost of doubt
 I didn’t break the way you planned
 I held the fire in my hands You wanted quiet,
 I roared instead
 A hurricane
 Inside my chest You called it peace when you walked away
 But I still wake with your name
 Like a scar behind my teeth
 Like something I can't rinse clean
 You left, but you still remain
 A bruise I sing through every day I wasn't still I shook the ground
 You wanted shadows, I gave sound
 No apology for thunder skies
 I never learned to whisper lies No soft goodbye, no fading line
 Just silence dressed up as divine
 But peace should never taste like ash And I still carry what we had You called it peace when you turned away
 But I still wake with your name
 Not just a bruise, not just a sting
 It’s carved into my everything
 You left, but I remain
 With your storm beneath my skin
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May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 12:05 AM UTC
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