**There are scars on my heart**

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**That time cannot unweave.**

**Once, I shaped each part,**

**Thread by thread, I believed.**

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** I wove a pattern, delicate and true—**

**But it unraveled.**

**Why did it come undone, too soon?**

**On this lonely road I’ve traveled.**

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** What was the purpose?**

**For these scars that mark my heart.**

**Left abandoned at the circus**

**Of promises torn apart.**

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** They say you shouldn’t regret,**

**To learn from where you’ve been.**

**But it was tangled from the onset,**

**Threads entwined on him. **