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Poetry and Short Stories by George Medina Martinez
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Scar Tissue
Like an old wound we don't let heal right,
All of our conversations soon turn into some fight.
What did I say that you view as a slight?
Why is it my tongue we both have to bite?
All of my flaws have been in plain sight.
Is nothing left in me to shine in your light?
Slain so many of my demons with help of God's might.
Less the pain I've caused you to wish me this plight.
Be comforted knowing as you begin to re-ignite,
My wounds still bleed when I hold them tight.
Author Notes
Copyright 2006 George Martinez
Poems of Love, Life, Pain, Suffering, Regrets, and Redemption.
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