Tainted
Nothing to feel
Time cannot heal
The scars you’ve left behind
Bruised and broken
Words unspoken
I call out to you
Hoping, praying
Slowly caving in
To my own desires
Next time, we’ll get it right
I’ll put up a fight for you
Next time.
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