tattoos of pain
my body wears
a pattern of scars
as intricate as expensive lace.
my body is branded
by beautiful tattoos
of none other
than that of pain.
my body refuses
to be physically marked
by you, though,
so instead,
the imprint you left on me,
consists of scars
that hide behind
layers of my skull,
and threaten to let
my brain bleed out.
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