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Wounds
I'll never heal from the wounds I received
I'll always be worried I'm being deceived
It's so hard to trust that somebody will care
The fear of betrayal is too much to bear
I can put up a front, I can act like I'm fine
But peel off the mask and you'll see its a lie
I'm far too damaged to keep this up
I know when I'm beaten, I've seen enough
So revel and be secure in your victory
I'll never recover from what you did to me
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Re: Wounds
Love this.... I can soo relate.. I know the feeling of this... battles won and lost,trying not to count the cost.. They are gone and covered in frost,lost you see,one day I pray you'll be free...
Laughs.. Sorry but damn I didn't to wax poetic talking about a poem... Smiles.. you never know when the mood will strike.. I can feel the pain is soo fresh for you,still bleeding from your wounds ... I hope and pray one day .. one day,one day you will recover ,Thought I've only met you briefly you seem to strong and amazing not to... Our Strength shows in lots of ways.. I see yours, the day will come ... as a fellow survivor.. I believe your will to.. Stronger and better...
hugs
Great to meet a fellow poet