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Open Wounds
Time doesnt heal shit
Nor the wounds
that were craved into your soul
by people you loved and once trusted
They will always bleed
always stink of sorrow
and no one will ever understand
They just fester
they get ugly
forming a nasty infection
that will never heal
You just learn to change the dressing
take the pain
and live with them
Nor the wounds
that were craved into your soul
by people you loved and once trusted
They will always bleed
always stink of sorrow
and no one will ever understand
They just fester
they get ugly
forming a nasty infection
that will never heal
You just learn to change the dressing
take the pain
and live with them
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