Inspired by a note passed to me in class by Johnny Love
my scars are only hidden
because they are mine
they belong to me only
my heart however
is a struggle of late
playing tug of war
with one that i promised it to
my time for myself is precious to me
as i love myself so interminably
i wonder if maybe its more than one should
creases and in-betweens are most comfortable
for the ones that find solace in themselves
as i find it
when im tucked away
i feel nearer somehow.
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