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Wounds of the Heart
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Me Every passing day
It seems to be less painful
Still it hurts
Yet,
Not as bad as when it was
First shattered
The scars are still fresh
But not as painful
It still pumps the life
Into my soul
When it was dark
And still does
Now that a little light
Has shone through
Every day it seems
To be getting better
But I know it wont last
Before I get new wounds
Around my heart
Because I have been
Their and done that
To much to think
It will ever change
