Vulnerability - A Poem

Why do the wounds persist,
hidden- yes, but... they dwell below the surface (don't they?)
and yet,
the wound was reopened
a little; but a little is too much as it is...
and
so
the wound has been open.
and all I can do is pray;
pray that the wound doesn't become a scar
but that it heals
and is out of my mind
and off my heart
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