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Threads on Mended Seams
On edge of crevasse
splitting the whole from broken
I waver between—
weaving to escape phantoms
longing for where I belong
I mask all my scars,
with smiles etched on hollow masks
yet memory bleeds
too whole to join the broken
too fractured to pass as whole
To love life anew
to re-forge and re-ignite
requires confession
to those entrenched in shadows
that death now terrifies me
On the mended line
I'm spurned by the ones I left
unclaimed by the rest
scars reverberate the past
with no guide to where to go
Now my mends can shine
cracks repaired with molten gold
clearly on display
showing what's been can become
unashamedly mended
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