Deep Wound

You’ve burnt your fingers, burnt your bridges I see, 
you’ll burn another before you’re through with me.

I don’t know what you expect me to say, 
my sense of empathy has long gone astray.

Too much revealed you tumbled down from your height, 
an enigmatic force pushed into the light.

This ain’t my own dissatisfaction tonight, 
picking up the pieces of a long lost fight.

This is a wound I have no intention to heal, 
I know that’s such a fucked-up way to feel – deep wound.

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