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ONE CHANCE
we attempt to wash the wounds of our heart with tears..
but they never reach past our shoulders..
as regret germinates under the surface
& humble leaves a scab...
a painful lesson is learned...
but they never reach past our shoulders..
as regret germinates under the surface
& humble leaves a scab...
a painful lesson is learned...
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