Scars
remind us
that the pain
was real
Memory
hardens
what time
can’t heal
Ingrained
within us
they serve
to warn
The past
unheeded
is soon
— reborn
(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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This is a good one and a warning few heed. Well written Kurt
Thanks, it woke me up last night.
Hope you could get back to sleep Kurt. You are most welcome my friend
Kurt, I’ve always felt there are some things time doesn’t erase so much as teach us how to carry differently. This speaks to that deeply...especially the danger of forgetting what hurt us in the first place. Really moving, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Any true warrior will tell you that they count their worth based on the scars they carry. I've often thought the psychology behind tattoos is in that same vein.
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