Scuff Marks

Caught
Under the soles
Of twisted
Emotion
Trampling
Down on my
Once flawless
Flesh leaving
Scars and
Bruises
And a few
Scuff marks
As well, and
All I want
Is to get out
From under these
Feet
So my wounds
Can heal
And my scars
Can learn to
Suit me
And maybe then
I could be
Happily me

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