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Lovely Gilded Scars


by Emily Sparkles


All I knew of love was how
it came entwined with hurting but
my heart knew how to find the
golden thread

I wove and wove stitches through 
everybody's wounds, crafting golden
trails and tales of beauty; lovely
gilded scars

It made me too good at repair to see 
love doesn't have to coexist with wounding.
Even as you hurt me I am more 
concerned about 
your pain

Eventually, I will run out of thread
golden or otherwise 
despite the well-worn neural pathways jerking 
my fingers into action as they 
tug 
stitch 
by 
stitch, 
I will curl my claws 
into 
a 
fist

No longer idolizing 
the hurting 



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