Poem -
Haunted.
Do you know what it's like
to close your eyes every night
and in your mind see
the same faces that you fight?
Your memory haunts
with no remorse.
As I keep hearing your constant taunts
that you did enforce.
Although time passes
it doesn't heal.
Left here in ashes
these scars are real.
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