The pain will never go away
The wound will never heal
The evil that was done to you
Is now your eyes, your heart
The black will never turn to gray
The blood will not congeal
The violence is never through
The past does not depart
Time will merely make you whole
Consuming what you are
Part sufferer, part comforter
Part victim, part new song
Part mother of an angry soul
Part child of despair
Part witness and part conqueror
Of all that did you wrong
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