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Healed

I have been torn apart,
  Cut and sliced till my blood stained the floor,
  But I have healed;
  I have been burned and shredded  to tatters,
  And yet I have healed.
  My eyes have seen death and horror,
  My Soul imprinted with their black ink,
  And still I have healed.
  The scars add up,
  Each another story,
  Yet they are nothing but white shinny flesh,
  Mere imperfections on the canvas of my body.
  I have hurt and bled,
  Mourned and cried,
  But I have healed,
  I shall always heal.

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Just a simple poem I wrote for a story of mine, not the best but I am so rusty when it comes to poetry.

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  • southpaw
    June 8, 2009
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    I liked this

    this is nice and dark
    kinda reminds me of the
    people who shop at Hot Topic