Scar of Ink

Black markings
On the page
Slowly contort
Twist and change

Shaped by sorrow
Into a scar of ink
Paper crinkling
With a wicked wink

This congregation of letters
Gathers to speak
To bear witness to the pain
And to bring relief

The bruised paper breathes
After a writing session
Knowing the shadows in the mind
Have slightly lessened



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