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My Scars Still Weep

One thing I cry for
Only One I hope In
Never did I believe
my mother would
take the triple bladed
razor
from fingers that bled
ten fingers frozen with
compunction, fear and guilt
never did I believe a lover
would rush in to pour alcohol
into severed brown skin
haunted by gashes
nor did I ponder that my daddy
would question my motives
no, there was no resolve in me
back then or now
to assume that any of us
were on such intimate terms
to discuss my damaged tissue
my flesh cried out
my scars still weep
only for You
to come down from
Your Throne
and take the heap of ashes
pour them over You
I knew You’d come
to save me from myself.

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My Scars Still Weep

Matty B. Duran

Fresno, United States

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Artist's Description

When I cut nothing in me ever believed that people could save me from what I was doing. I always believed that Jesus would stop me and save me from myself.

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