glow leftbehind
There is an incandescent glow in the “not to know”,
Like sprinkler mist on my secret garden.
There is a horribly beauty in leaving it as is.
No knife to be turned in your back again,
just leave it and watch your body grow around …
To leave a tiny scar where an innocent pain once felt detrimental to your world, but it really meant nothing cause the wheel of time.
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