Memories hurt,
When the wounds are still fresh.
Not even stitched shut,
Still raw from your touch.
But that doesn't phase you,
If anything, you smile,
As you pour the salt on them,
Rub it in with your thumb.
But you do so unknowingly,
Make me writhe in agony,
When you say you still love me,
I can't help but cry.
You ruined our chances,
With your childish needs,
It could have been perfect,
It could have been forever.
But the heart's easily molded,
At least that's what I hear,
To shape into another,
To bare a new life.
Mine's not so soft,
More like hard stone,
But you can carve rock,
Into something completely new.
Please don't let me fall,
Into another Serpant's Kiss,
You're going to be different,
I just know it.
Be my muse and help me change,
With pick and hammer,
And make my heart beautiful,
Like I never thought possible.
Will you save me?
Or will you let me fall?...
Raratan Community Member 
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