Undo

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How can I unsee what my eyes have seen?
The scars of childhood's accidents
In graffiti colors on the walls of a heart.
Messages on a notebook in purple ink.

How can I unhear what my ears have heard?
The voice of a forbidden love's indiscretions
Flowing over a wire on long distance calls.
The sick voice of guilt suspended by a noose.

How shall I unsay what my lips have uttered?
Confessions, reproaches and salutations
In whispers, songs and long letters.
I-Love-You's on SMS.

How can I untouch what my hands have touched?
Big warm hugs and long wet kisses
In the softest cotton T-shirts.
Long, tender fingers with small random scars.

Shall I try to unsee what my eyes have seen?
Go back the way that I have come down -
this long winding road where I lost my self.
Dark, shady woods along each side.

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