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Feb 2014
the worst scars are inside,
bleeding salt through bloodshot eyes
the worst scars leave tissue on your trust--
a small list of places not to cry

the worst scars are from 'forever'
whispered across 400 miles
forcing you to wonder if you could drown from a faucet
or if he ever loved your smile

the worst scars bloom from perfection
and the wish for a kiss undeserved
the worst scars spread--an infection
of lessons forcefully; painfully learned

the worst scars should be on you, my love.
they're ones that we should share.
after all these nightmares--too much
you should miss me.
you should care.

the worst scars can stay, you see
as long as in some way i have you.

the worst scars are mine, you see
as long as some fraction of 'us' was ever true.
Emma N Boyer
Written by
Emma N Boyer  Minocqua, WI | Culver, IN
(Minocqua, WI | Culver, IN)   
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