Wounds…

Measuring life

through the

wounds…

Counting coup

counting scars

like stars.

Tip toe

go low

going with

the flow.

Pain walks

in step

lest we

forget…

The road

less traveled

wearing honor

like armor,

battle ready

at all times.

You try to forget

but can’t.

You try to let go

but it lives

within.

Walking wounded

lets go…

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