scars.

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Can you just promise me
one thing?
I need you
to promise me
you won't ever
look down at my scars.

Maybe you can't heal
scars on my wrist.
Maybe you can't heal
scars on my heart.
But please,
promise me,
you will never leave.
And if you do it
it won't matter to me.
I'm used to it.
And I can swear
you won't ever
see my face again.

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