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To wallow in and under drown,

To shape a tear, to form a frown.


Exaggerations embracing pain,

They weave a spell to summon rain.


A heart to crush, a mind to flood,

And veins that throb with rivers blood.


Confusion swims where soft truth flies,

A cauldron to mix a concoction of lies.


These fires scar, yet sear no flesh,

While times slow healing turns souls to ash.

Words, once said, stay,
Thoughts stay too,
Only people go.

Your innocence is lost, but what came instead,
What came instead?
Your whole life you'll be asking that.

Even time like this
There is.