Rid myself of him
boiling water
rainow blade knives
how do i get him out of my eyes?
dripping arms
Dark grey skies
how do I forgive myself
for believing his lies?
how do I scrub
his sin from my skin
how to to take my emotions
and put them back in
the best sponge in the world
could not make me clean
and I'll Never tell a soul
'cause to his side they'll lean
~Amanda Fozzy
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