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Scars

Scars

Aren’t they a funny thing

something your mind tells you

you want 

you need this 

to be free from the constraints of life

so you try to cut it out

deeper than before 

trying so hard to cut out the pain

but when that blood fills up the cuts

spilling red droplets

seeing them fall into the sink

seeing the same drops rush from your eyes

the pain returns

it now pours out of every hole of your body

it returns as it never left