I want to read your past
not to judge you
but to know how you needed to be loved
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I wanted to stitch you up
I wanted to stop the bleeding,
heal the wound.
But what did I know of the places you're hurt
a scratched knee
a broken wing
a cracked rib
you never let me see.
I hope you're ohkay now
but I wanted to be the one to help you.
