Scathed

Romanticized with wrongful claim
And wooed with well-meant words to blame;
It should have been an easy move,
But fill the cup instead with pain.
You seem to fuck up every groove,
Carve, mindless of recondite plan.
A thousand scoffs your ugly name,
Left feeling like they have to prove
A mountain that can never soothe;
Can never be unscathed again.

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