when you find normal.
you hold on to it with dear life.
especially after being
with the darkest
soul who has ever entered
your world
with her sharp evil knife.
she cut your heart out,
not surgically but like
a butcher having fun,
chopping up steaks for
the night.
when you find normal you
smile, you relax.
you exhale the fright.
you let the past slip away.
that's done, she's gone,
don't look back.
there is no other way.
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