Just a cut.
Just a scratch.
"What's that mark?"
"Oh, I fell."
Just an excuse.
Just a lie.
"What's with all the bracelets?"
"Just thought they were cute."
Just an excuse.
Just a lie.
Except it's not an excuse, or a lie.
It's always just 'one more.'
Until you die.
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Poetry & Quotes🤍
PoesiPoetry that I either wrote or that I found and thought was good.
