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I am in love
With my scars
The raised skin
And soft heat
Beneath the forming
Skin is enough
To remind myself that I
Am alive.
I want my whole body
Covered in the fresh
White skin after
The burns have
Healed.
Maybe one day
I’ll be covered in
Fresh skin and I
Won’t feel the pain
I do now.
Is there a way
For my heart and
Brain to experience
The formation of new
Skin?
Is there a way to
Change myself
Totally?
If I could
Just step out
Of this skin
Maybe I’ll
Be perfect, nothing
But bones.
Dead.
A perfect specimen.
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