Wounded
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kocik
kocik Noob Poet
Autoplay OFF   •   a year ago
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Wounded

They say there is strength in numbers but that's not true when it comes to scars;

Through it all you were always my hardest goodbye and for all the wounds you left open I will always lie but the hurt can never fade no matter how much I try

I don't want to hear the empty echos anymore

I don't want to fight this war just to see who loved who more

Living in a world of ghosts of your memory

In a prison of your own design

I have lost everything dear of mine

I was so high on your love

needing you always by my side

How could I have been so blind to not see that I lost my own damn mind

But I still would walk a thousand miles just to see you smile Just one more time.

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