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Surgery

Poem By Ben Sparaco

i felt a sharp pain a tear was shed you played my thoughts as a memory rythm, not to be sung, you tampered with my heart and the scars will never heal, i still feel the knife its chill linges on my skin, no knew melody will be tuned

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