A brown dot on my ivory skin
You've always been there,
Through thick and thin.
But now the doctor says you must go.
For if you are dangerous,
We do not know.
For 18 years I've seen you every day,
Never thinking that eventually
You would have to go away.
But now that the day is here,
I find myself growing somewhat sad
As though I'm parting with my best comrade.
But tomorrow a little scar will take your place,
And you will be gone forever
From that special spot on my face.
Know that when I look in the mirror I'll sigh,
A part of me will remember this day;
The day that I had to say goodbye.
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