OverA Poem by SnitsWords slicing your soul in half Ripping you from your past Each memory you contain Is simply washed away with pain Trust and hope is no more Precious wounds will remain forever sore All we once had No longer makes me sad For I am done The battle is won © 2008 SnitsAuthor's Note
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