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The time of year
Cuts into all sorts of emotional wounds
Right about now they seem as fresh as the day they were inflicted
I search my memories looking for someone to blame for the pain
For one reason or another my mind comes up blank
Slowly I realize it is because the most painful wounds are the ones I sliced open myself
All the times I could have stopped and turned around
I set myselfup for the fall almost everytime
I suppose that the old saying is true
We are our own worst enemy
