Scars

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I see them on my wrists...

Showing me what I've done...

Although I know their reason.

They show me bits and pieces of Them...

The Forgottens I wanted gone...

All flooding back to me.

No matter what I do...

They will not go away...

Staying with me forever.

Flooding my thoughts,

With pain and sadness,

That I had hoped wouldn't come back.

I've learned...

The only way to stop them...

Is to accept them in their entirety.

It will be hard,

But over time...

They will slowly fade away.

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