The pain will never go away
The wound will never heal.
The evil that was done to me
Is now my eyes, my heart.
The black will never turn to gray
The blood will not congeal.
The violence is never through
The past does not depart.
Time will merely make me whole,
Consuming what I am
Part sufferer, part comforter,
Part victim, part tomorrow
Part daughter of an angry soul,
Part child of despair,
Part witness and part conqueror
Of all that did me wrong.
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