Scars

I’ve just finished getting dressed

I’m about to walk out the door….

Oh wait

I almost forgot my jacket

Never forget your jacket

for it hides all your secrets

The scars no one knows about

The scars no one cares about

The scars no one shall ever know or care about

For that is the secret that shall never unfold....

 

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