Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Covered from head to toe

My scars start to heal,
And someone comes
With such hatred, to
Rip them wide open again.

Once again, they bleed...
Once again, (I) bleed...

I have no idea
How to piece this
Back together.
And, it won't stop me
From caring,
But it will hinger me ever
So quietly.
And the noise
Is only so fitting.

July 9, 2007
Suge


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