I'll make this one clean.
From here, no one can hear her scream.
There are many things I let her do.
She'll see what it feels like, being done to you.
Stripped of armor, she is left defenseless.
who would stab her in the back, if they could stab her in the chest?
I twist a blade in vacant space.
She is heartless,
No emotion on her face.
I Take out my heart and plant it in her.
Maybe she can think with it in the future.
Time is the best way to heal.
And only it can tell,
If it'll ever change the way I feel.
Finding Beauty in Ugly Places,
Sam.
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