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Too late

It's too late
I'm not coming back to you
You had your opportunities to make me yours,
but you broke me instead
I wept
I felt dismantled all over the ground
I heard the sound of my pieced heart resounding inside my empty self
I swallowed every word you said

It's too late
I've made my way back to life
I've risen from the ashes you've thrown me into
I'm not angry, but I'm not the same
I forgive, but I do not forget
You can touch me, but you can't feel me

It's too late

© 2005 Eduardo Magela Rodrigues

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