Voices

by McKenzie Pratt   Oct 15, 2018


The scars you see etched into my skin like a lonely constellation
Pieced together by metal and blood
Only resemble the constant battle of all my minds wrapped into one
They fight as vines engulf them all
Squeezing and suffocating my lungs
For I don't know who I am inside
But in truth,
We are all one

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