In all the hidden vessels
Rest the demons
that shatter us
Laying claim to our light
We are not good enough
under the gremlins gaze
Standing tall under the emotional Bandaid tourniquets
Rising in voice
The mirrors blockade
Rejuvenate the wreckage
My skin is social cigarette burns
These scars are razor blade paintings
seen in dripping red
Walking through the glass uncut
Title: I have overcome
Cyni Poeti 2018
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