The Old Wound

I've been feeling a little low lately.
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The Old Wound

The old wound - reopened. It never really seems to close.
The heart - torn asunder. For reasons never shared by she who knows.
The soul - ever yearning. Though reason says 'twill never be.
The spirit - crushed and broken. Yet dares to hope that someday she'll see.

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I'll be alright. It might take a little time, but I will be alright.