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#meniscus
Out of ever cut, Every gaping incision, Made by a desperate hand. This is the first, injury, That has hurt. The first time pain wasn't followed, By relief. This time it just, Lingers. Stagnant in the air, Suffocating. Out of every emergency room visit, Every hospital stay, This is the first that wasn't my fault, That wasn't intentional. This is the first scar, Out of hundreds, That might fade, But it will never go away.
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Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 11:01 PM UTC
The Only Cut To Bleed