Scars on my soul

Scars are those wounds

They look apparently healed

But once memory recalls them

They bleed profusely again

Searing pain strikes anew

Fresh as the day it happened

One tries to forget

Pushing at it to go away

But there are moments in life

When the old pain regenerates again


Daily Prompt: Scars. Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

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