It still hurts to think about it.
So I can finally be sane.
But just the very thought of you makes me feel unclean.
I hate how easy it is for you to completely sicken me.
Your words still cut their way into my head.
I'm sick of seeing your face in all my dreams.
Filth, pain, and disgust fill my head.
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