Cauterize

Emotion returns
Cauterize the wound
I’m sick of feeling all the pain
Can we change a thing?

The Past comes like a knife always wanting to stop the progress of Hope
When you feel like the dirt is
Were you belong
Don’t make a choice you can’t change
The Past won’t always win

I’ve been letting go piece by piece
The weight is starting to flee
I don’t feel like I’m dying and I’m
Not dead; I can change my life and
I will lift my head!

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