My scars though invisible run deep like a river etching its fate into a canyon
Running water never to cease carving its way deeper and deeper
Cutting its way to the endless point which is my heart
Taking away bits of me slowly, taunting death daily
Snapshots fading down with the murky water flooding dreams never to be
Plowing down old growth, sweeping away landscape changing paths of chaos
Waters edge becomes cliffs edge higher and higher
Dangling roots, broken branches patiently waiting to fall never to grow again
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