Collateral damage,
Is difficult to fix...
If an injury done,
Can not be faced with it to admit.
A collateral damage,
Will persist to exist...
If eyes remain closed,
To a pain that is.
To a pain that is...
Burning to destroy.
And to a pain that is...
Accepted to neglect.
And...
To a pain that is,
Denied to defy with kept steps hidden.
And to a pain that is...
Rushed to hush with feelings crushed.
With a choice to ignore to keep it silent.
Collateral damage,
Is difficult to fix...
If,
A pain that is...
Keeps its silence not to admit.
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