Scar Tissue

I tore the bandage off that I swore I wouldn’t.

The adhesive no longer sticks.

It was a one time deal.

I left my wounds raw.

You just looked at all of the blood.

And avoided looking me in the eyes.

But if the eyes are the window to the soul,

Then we must not be soulmates.

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