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Invisible Scars

 The scars have disappeared
But the wounds are still there
There where I used to cut and tear into the flesh that had betrayed me.
There was no redemption in my blood
No salvation through my bruises
But I could say those words
And finally explain my plight
Without even parting my lips
Shhh... to where I hurt inwardly
Providing a momentary visual appearance to my anguish
The physical made it real
Now its not just in my head
But its on my skin
Shocked at my own ability
To cast such raw affliction upon myself
I've used pain to stop pain
Its real
Though my cuts have been healed
I am not whole...
But I'm on my way

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