By ~*Truelies*~
Date: 2001 Jul 03
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That Scar

That secret.
Nothing said,
Yet it remains.
Old wound,
Running down your stem.
Waiting to be explained;
Never able to be questioned.
As my tongue traces,
What once would have been your pain,
And my lips kiss you better again
I can't help but wonder
Who she was,
Who left her mark:
That scar.