11.15.17

​The memories come rushing back to me

Memories I don’t deserve to have

And my heart, it breaks open again

Right where the stitches are

That I put in place to mend

But they never stay in place

There’s something more at stake here

Than saving my aging face

Something more important to save here

Than my dignity and grace

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