Peripheral Neuropathy

After I throw the beautiful dead things away
And wipe out the vase
After I lay back down and cry covering my face
But I don’t mean it and you don’t know it
I sometimes say it but never show it….
After I destroy the pictures and the negatives on film
After I tell myself I never loved him
Years later watching the sun rise on a safer day
When everything we were has faded away
The tips of my fingers won’t stop tingling
Bad choices are always lingering
Because we all have to pay for the past
Forgiving doesn’t heal that fast
Until I do I stay unhealthy
Until I do I remain unclean
But I don’t mean it and you don’t know it
I sometimes say it but never show it….

okay

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