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Band-Aids
Those words
All the ones I wrote
Like band aids
Across the wounds
You left all over me
All the words
That flooded out of me
Aligning themselves
In comprehendible lines
And organized stanzas
They helped dry my tears
Allowed me to forget
Gave me the strength
To move forward
Providing a closure
That didn’t require you
And I forgave myself
...Wednesday 28th March 2018 8:27 pm
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