No matter how many apologies you gave,
Or how you tried to talk your way out of it,
With pretty practised lies,
There are some scars that never fade
For all the twisted things you did,
And all the times you called me crazy,
The guilty look on your face,
Is not something you can hide now.
I may never perfectly explain,
The damage you did to me,
Or the manipulative curse you had me under,
But you will always look different to me.
They say you need to forgive those who wrong you,
I say forgive, but never forget.
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