The scars I carry
Across my body
May well be off the chart
But now I focus
On pulling myself together
Instead of tearing myself apart
Relief
As I
open
up my
scars
The
blood
flows
once
more
As I
begin
to see
stars
I fall,
sated,
to the
floor
(Originally Posted 03.04.2020)
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
Ouch, says it though, well penned
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Very well written, Charmer.
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Thank you 👍🖤
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You are welcome, my friend. 👍🖤
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Powerful and haunting words, Charmer! ❤
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The original one was darkkkkk.
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One of the darkest ones I’ve come across so far. I fear there’s worse to come… 😞😞🖤
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Oh noooooo….well if it’s dark on the table, it’s better than keep it under the lid.
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Definitely 👍🖤
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🖤🖤🖤
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