Highlighted Scars

Many hidden

Many quiet

All of them changed me

I’m unsure if they were required

All a part of me now


And as my boat slowly goes under water

And the temperature keeps on falling

Compiled scars as signatures in a yearbook leave cards labeled calling

And there are parts of me forever changed.

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