Reigning in the Straightened Smiles

a crimson smile adorns my arm

a ruby red line seeps from the harm

of a most seductive charm

finding a way to disarm

this catastrophe awaiting a trigger

making it hard to keep this vigor

resistance in the face of addiction

addiction in the face of restriction

and all the while the battle rages

in and out and bound in pages

wreaths of parchment refrain this

when all it would take is one razors kiss

to set me free

to let me be

calm for now

and wonder how

i ever let it come this far.

I marvel at the abundant scars.

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