The wound doesn't hurt
The reason for the bloodshed does
The care that wasn't there
Replaced by intent not to mend
But to hurt
And as it leaks I am reminded
That I thirst for sense
Holding back the hatred that seems so dense
Forgive but not to forget
Love more, hate less
Don't be like the rest
For on that path you'll find
No rest
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