Scars

Failure.

Now permanently etched into my skin

It defines me 

These scars intersect and form

Winding rooads that lead 

To the darkness of my soul

 

Toxic.

I disgust myself

Anguished by the state of my 

Wretched mind

I search in vain to find

The source of all these hurts

I feel so deep inside

 

 

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