It used to be
That your fate was sealed
In black and white
As plain as day
No denying what the written word said
But now...
Even after the proverbial ink has faded
And memories have whitewashed to
Paleness
Someone
Somewhere
Can drudge up
Your shame
Words
Attached to your name
Though you have repented
Changed your ways
There is no escape
Archives
Endless records
Of every thought
Word
Comes back like a poison arrow
At the heart
Straight for the kill
Maybe
If I stand still
It won't hurt
As much
Can you explain the last phrase? Maybe if you stand still it wouldn't hurt as much?
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