wounded
Wounded
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It's like a fresh wound.
It didn't happen two years ago,
it happened only yesterday,
and I can barely handle it.
My heart is pounding with fear when one comes too close,
and I shrug when someone touches me.
Sometimes it's overwhelming,
this pain inside,
it just won't heal.
How could he do this to me?
I don't understand.
Aren't we all the same spieces?
Aren't we all human beings?
I guess it's true.
Only humans can behave like animals.
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It's like a fresh wound.
It didn't happen two years ago,
it happened only yesterday,
and I can barely handle it.
My heart is pounding with fear when one comes too close,
and I shrug when someone touches me.
Sometimes it's overwhelming,
this pain inside,
it just won't heal.
How could he do this to me?
I don't understand.
Aren't we all the same spieces?
Aren't we all human beings?
I guess it's true.
Only humans can behave like animals.
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| Gepubliceerd op: 17 september 2005 | ||
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