scars,
You asked to see my scars,
so I showed you my
wrists,
thighs,
and hips.
But then I whispered,
"Those are just the ones,
on the surface."
And you asked,
what could I mean by that,
and I told you about
all the scars left
on my heart.
And you replied,
"Those were the ones
I saw first,
and that's why i'm
here to try to fix it."
-l.t.n

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