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Jan 2022
You can’t touch it
Like the gummy pink scar
You nervously run your fingers over.

You can’t heal it
With a kiss from mom
Or a few stitches at the hospital.

You can’t ignore it
Like a tumor
Slowly infesting your body.

You can only try to hide it
Like a hickey
From a crummy one-night stand.

And it never goes away -
It never goes away -
It never goes away -

It will never go away.
I haven't posted on here in about five years, but need a writing outlet. Happy to be back :)
Karissa
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Karissa  22/F
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