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Scars
Michelle D. Lewis |
Harbored within
and seldom without
we all have scars
there is no doubt
which woefully
reflect our lives
from a childhood prank
or lover's tryst
some are displayed
in boastful view
a permanent badge
of courage reviewed
but what of ones
not readily seen
the scars left
when there was
no call or need
the scars that weep
the scars that bleed
the scars that cause
us to take heed
of the cruelties
of this bitter life
the agony, the strife
forced upon us
against our will
a hurtful ruse
a bitter pill
what bandage covers
these ill pains
or stops the flow
of blood again
that spills inside
our broken hearts
never to mend
never to start
to believe in love
or trust again
only to accept
our feelings in vain
given willingly
but beaten and slain
by hurtful words
and secret lies
arrogance and alibis
how do we try
and rise above
believe again
believe in love
have hope renewed
have trust break free
our fears subdued
to recover we
must rise above
our hurt and despair
to forgive, to love
learn again to care
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