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Inside this wound
where maggots crawl
you really think
you see it all.
The blood, the sweat,
the raging tears,
the pain that lasts
through all the years.
But I tell you
there's more to see,
hidden deep
inside of me.
There's rape, incest,
abuse and crime.
Things that fade away in time.
Or so I'm told
by those who know,
it's just they take
a while to go.
But I know different,
I can tell
inside myself
this living hell,
will last forever
and will be,
a fitting epitaph
for me.
She tried,
she wanted to survive,
the pain was too bad
to stay alive
and that is why
the wounds you see,
fester ,
deep inside of me.
They can't be mended
with a plaster
they bleed
for now and ever after .