Scabs conceal

What’s this feeling
that beats deep within
waiting for a chance to breathe
Waiting to see
Waiting to hear

eyes gone blurry
Blind to only the pain
And the time between

Words rip out
Leaving jagged wounds
Forced to the surface

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