Scars You Can't See
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Last published Tue, Nov 18, 2025
For the broken. For the bruised.
Every poem is a scar that no one sees, or a bruise that never bloomed.
These pages hold everything I never said - every goodbye, every betrayal, every ending I never saw coming.
I hope you don't relate, but if you do I wrote a little something just for you.
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