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I’ll never get back who i was,
not that i would want to anyway,
but the scars make it impossible.
Every day is a reminder of what’s been done.
Maybe in time it will get better,
but scars can only fade.
There will always be a reminder, a tell.
I’m stuck grieving a life i never had.
Some days I drink to remember,
Others I drink to forget.

- Penny