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Scars
The scars
From so long ago
Those thought to be finally healed
Have once again
Reopened....
Painful memories
Of years that have passed
Reliving it all
Hearing the names
Feeling the kicks
The punches
Thrown around like some dead carcass
The cuts, the burns
The broken bones
Feeling those hands
That would tightly grip
Around my throat
So many times
I wished for death
To never awake
Those words so vivid in my mind.
My dreams turn to nightmares
As once again
He charges towards me
I pull the trigger
Death is the punishment
Suffocating gurgle
Smiling as I watch him rot
Finally free
I weep......
From so long ago
Those thought to be finally healed
Have once again
Reopened....
Painful memories
Of years that have passed
Reliving it all
Hearing the names
Feeling the kicks
The punches
Thrown around like some dead carcass
The cuts, the burns
The broken bones
Feeling those hands
That would tightly grip
Around my throat
So many times
I wished for death
To never awake
Those words so vivid in my mind.
My dreams turn to nightmares
As once again
He charges towards me
I pull the trigger
Death is the punishment
Suffocating gurgle
Smiling as I watch him rot
Finally free
I weep......
Published 1st Jul 2011
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