Scars.


People have scars, in all sorts of unexpected places. Like secrest road maps of their emotional, personal history. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving behind but a scar. But some of them don’t. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere, & though the cut is long gone, the pain still lingers, & the scar is just that everday proof.

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