No amount of spells could heal
Nothing could make her forget
How miserable she felt
The pain of her past as it hit again
Wounds reopening, bleeding again
Her heart being ripped again
She fought, rebelled, but
Finally gave in to her tears
For the umpteenth time, once again.
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