Walk on

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The scars on my arms are my battle scars
People tell me to cover them
I'll trigger something
Or someone
Don't they see

My scars make me human
My scars show people that everyone can hurt
That we all bleed
But the thing is

We can all get back up
When we fall to our knees
When your knees are bloody and bruised
From all the pain
That's when you stand back up

You push through the pain
And when your legs feel like there going to buckle
Keep them firm
And walk on
Walk through hell
And never stop

Don't let them have the satisfaction
Of nocking you over

S.I

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