My scars speak of memories my mind never wrote. Blank pages of thought where trauma should have written its signature, a note. Instead what remains are blank sheets of aged parchment in my head, and these simple marks on skin. Like folded corners, dog-earred pages of chapters to my life best left buried to time. But, they are always there, bold marked reminders that I'm here, alive. They say time cures all wounds, it may, but not without leaving behind marks.
Did another quick one using a similar combo as the last. A possible for one of the versions of behind the mirror at any rate. Enjoy 🤗
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