Past keeps popping up like zits on a stressed teen's face
distracts good vibes swaying them to the side
pops out like a volcanic drama when you meddle with it
leaving behind more scars than one already has
laying on top op of another like it's nobody's business
chilling out sipping in patience till its last drop
and time won't heal those poisonous scars
it only lessens the pain one has to bear
they might fade when you start to medicate
till your immune system lets its guards down
and you'll need something new for an aid
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