Open Wounds

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The scars from the past
are still covered up with plasters,
and time didn’t do its job to heal
the wound from the disasters
that I had hoped would disappear
but it’s a chip on my shoulders
I can’t brush off, and its claws cling.
Stitches are open and the pain lingers.

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