Part of me won’t go away
Every passing day, I am reminded how much I hate it
I Want to pull it out of my soul
And just live with the gaping hole
Take control of my life
And wash out all the burnt taste
All of this has become a routine scar
New cuts cover where the old ones are
And now I’m sick of this
Alive in me, inside of me,
a part of me screams away silently..
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