(This is a reposting of a piece of poetry I wrote a couple years ago and had originally put up on my old blog. Lately I've been thinking a lot about how things from the past affect things in the present, and just wanted to share a little.)
this is the way of scars
the wound may be small
it may be big
it may be deep
it may be long
but always the pain
some heal quickly
some refuse to heal
some grow infected
some bleed long
some take a life
all leave a scar
the wound may heal
but the scar will remain
the pain may be gone
but the memory of it stays
never the same
forever scarred
you can hide them
but they will never leave
joke about them
yet still they hurt
pretend they're not there
but there they remain
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