Marks

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Marks on the wall, marks on her skin.

Marks on the floor surrounding her and marks in her soul.

A word, a hit, a death.

Each of those one mark laid on her.

She sees them everywhere, she made them herself.

She made them on the walls to express her pain. She made them on the floor to walk on them and try to forget. She made them on her skin,though, to remember...

The marks on her soul, however... they were made by them.

And no one will ever erase them.

The only capable is herself..but not to delete them, no...'cause Memory is not able to forget.

What she can do, if Effort helps her, is to get used to those marks...watch them and memorize them...and in them, find reasons why she can stand worse.

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