One scar

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As I run my finger
of the wound
that lays closed on my skin
hidden from outsiders to see

memories flood
all at once
I can't see clearly

tears wept
the memory of what happened
replay over and over

only escape being slumber
crying myself to sleep
awakening hours later
the memory in my dreams too

such a strong memory it is
though I shove it away
not wanting to relive it again
for the hurt and pain is unbearable

October 11th, 2019

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