Deep seated wounds
That I received
From your love
Sometimes, I think
I should share them with you
Then again, I say
What is the point
They've been numbed
By a substance
For decades' now
Just let them be
Maybe another time
Another life
When we meet again
For now,
I sit here and I try
To make the pain beat
As if it were my heart
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