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Detoxify

if a rubberband stretched to slingshot you back to me,
maybe then you'd dig deep underneath all the false accusations you'd jumped to so ignorantly.
too blinded by your own arrogance and problems to see,
scars upon skin from your doing.
so now peering down-too shocked to speak,
your hand reaches out pulling me into a forced journey.
on the way up-realizing I wasn't as innocent as I seemed,
letting tiny, jagged, sharp fragments of your actions get to me.





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