the scar tissue broke.
there was only a little blood--nothing abnormal.
it caught me by surprise this time.
something i saw or heard or felt
brought the blood to the surface.
i wanted to be there--
i was glad i went.
but the blood started pumping.
it stayed there for days, threatening me with another attack.
always close to the surface.
scar tissure buidling upon scar tissue.
i don't even remember what the normal skin looked like.
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