a self-imposed abomination

if i had caught myself stranded
in a cheerful disposition, i would
have found this inconvenience
a self-indulgent retreat of will.
but let us stop there. is it worth
dwelling on your wrathful youth
now that it is just a faded scar?
yet something tells me that there
are marks that no tattoo can ever
cover.

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