Salted wounds

by reese   Sep 8, 2004


As you rub the salt in these wounds that you've created
I will stare at you with a straight face
I will not give you and pleasure out of this
I do not know pain

You may anticipate the day I'm broken
But what you don't see
Is that I am already broken

My whole self is only once was
It will never be again
There is no reasoning for me
There is just the world

It flows on like a river
To deep to see the meaning
To quick to catch it
To great to keep it…

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