A wound to the heart, a hole so deep.
Can it be fixed? Or simply replaced? People lie. Those closest to me, tell the most lies.
Do they not know who I am? What I'm capable of?
Sometimes I wonder if they do. Because when I unravel their lies, they will be delivered to the hell I once visited. And it won't be pleasant.
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