Internal Scars
Brain like a broken record,
Body still fighting strong year after year.
Your body, mind, and soul carry internal scars, only ones with trained eyes will notice them, because you’ve learned how to hide them so well.
Memories like to play, as if they were put on a flipbook, interrupting my daily rituals.
But little do most know, my skin is thicker than armor, always ready to endure the pain.
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