Some things you just can’t make up for
The attack on Pearl Harbor
Jim Crow
9/11
Betrayal of trust is the worst
You never see it coming
That “you, too, Brutus?” moment
Before the blade
Rips down your spine
Spilling out your inner most self
Like pieces to a jig saw puzzle
You can never put back
The way it was
Though you know the scars remain
A perfect bull’s eye
For loved ones to take aim.
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