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To pull against her trust

To push for her safety

I was the only one

 

Where the scale is missing

My judgment is measured

Yet both seem to weigh a ton

 

Emotionally broken

Now physically scarred

I wish the proof was none

 

Jagged edges

Flesh fresh of red

But I can’t just say I’m done

 

Myself the most

We all want her back

But she seems too far gone

 

The conflict it seems

Unreal to most

Now I am the closest one!

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