we are not our wounds
we are
but
what remains of us
after
every wound heals
every single time
we are not our wounds
we are
but
what we make of us
once
the wounds have healed
every last of them
every single time
we are not our wounds
we are
but
the lies we choose to live
after
the wounds
every single of them
every last of them
turns
a tattoo we gifted
to
the very skin
every bit of it
we are
but
what remains of us
after
every wound heals
every single time
we are not our wounds
we are
but
what we make of us
once
the wounds have healed
every last of them
every single time
we are not our wounds
we are
but
the lies we choose to live
after
the wounds
every single of them
every last of them
turns
a tattoo we gifted
to
the very skin
every bit of it
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