The death strike

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These wounds will never heal,
Left open for days
They're invisible; only seen through my pain.

You cut me deeply,
I'm broken in two
At the age of fifteen
i know i dislike you.
I try to be perfect, but i have to many flaws
I try to be strong, but I'm not sure
Anymore.

On a winters night, I look up at the sky,
I wonder where you are tonight?
I ignore the ache In my chest,
I ignore your need to be a pest.
I'm now stronger because of what you taught me.
I'm now able to live through everything.
The anguish and displeasure all fade away as I wait, I know the sun has come again.

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⏰ Last updated: May 16, 2017 ⏰

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