The Thing About Wounds Is
Wounds close and reopen..You may heal temporarily, you may even walk away, get up every morning, go to work, live your life..
Then one day the wound sits and stares at you as you open the fridge 50 times in one night
The wound cries to you while you're in the shower, and bleeds all over your bed
Scars are Permanent
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