wear your scars
on your sleeve,
and the circle shatters.
the lines that stayed
will be erased in time,
until all that remains
is the center.
~ weuneigh
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My Blood is My Ink | Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of all my woes and ruminations in poetry form
circumference
wear your scars
on your sleeve,
and the circle shatters.
the lines that stayed
will be erased in time,
until all that remains
is the center.
~ weuneigh
