Thursday, April 19, 2012

They ask me how I survive. 

No one can burn and not have scars. 

So I tell them.
 I am damaged. 

And when they ask how I don't succumb to the dark side of my mind, I tell them my secret:

'I try to forget. I don't think. I ignore. Hopefully, one day it will go away.'

And when they ask if it works I respond:

'I'm here now, and I appear normal don't I?'

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