"It'll heal someday,"
That's what they all say.
But I don't think they realize that some scars,
Don't just leave with the stars.
How can I hope that it'll heal,
If I can't even seem to admit how I feel?
You marked me,
And now I'll never be free.
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 10:49 AM UTC
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