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The time has come and passed.
What was once my home
has become a hollow shell of a house.
The grass has grown over the path
where we used to walk into the woods.
We used to feel safe in our silence,
we had a chance at becoming better.
We used to think things would change.

A guilty son hides his wounds.
He never speaks, but everyone knows.
The glaze in his eyes, his bloodied nose,
the truth was always better off unspoken.
Sometimes, one must wonder
if it's truly best to live to see it through.
Sometimes, one must wonder
if it's truly best to live to see it through.

You never wanted to live forever,
and I don't want to see what comes next
I have already seen too much
and endured even more.

Tell yourself that you have changed,
that you're better off than before.
Your wounds still run deep,
your misdeeds are unforgiven.

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