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Wounded soul healing...
With scabs scratched off, Scars from dreary nights
Incisions to the heart, Afflictions of the past
Plethora of unspoken words, drowned in silent screams
Anchored to pain, the Illusion of Love
Wounded soul healing...
Did you finally smother writhing?
Written by olkar
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the old tale of love and war
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