Just give me time,
To start healing.
These wounds of mine,
I'm sick of concealing
From everyone and everything.
I seem to hide from anything.
Knowing this ismy one chance,
I will not waver in my stance.
Time is but a simple thing,
Yet never slowing,
For the wheel of which it turns
Never stops and never yearns.
Within time these wounds will vanish
And then this hurt, I will banish.
Life is nothing without hope,
This pain we carry, we learn to cope.
Seeing the anguish caused by the lies,
Seeing the hurt from failed tries,
Makes us strong,
And makes us whole,
Gives us substance in our soul.
So just give metime,
For these wounds of mine,
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