In the tapestry of time, where memories cascade,
Lies a story of strength, where scars never fade.
They mark the journey of souls who endure,
A testament to resilience, pure and sure.
Each scar whispers tales of battles fought,
In the depths of darkness, courage was sought.
The wounds may heal, but the marks remain,
A reminder of the triumph over pain.
Invisible ink etched on hearts and skin,
They tell of battles fought from deep within.
With every scar, a lesson to be learned,
A reminder that life's journey is hard-earned.
Through trials and tribulations, they're earned,
Those scars never fade, for they have been burned
Into the fabric of our very being,
A testament to the strength we're all seeing.
They speak of hardships faced and overcome,
Of tears shed, fears conquered, and battles won.
For every scar carries a story of might,
Of pushing through darkness and finding the light.
Scars never fade, for they hold the key,
To the depths of our souls, where we find our glee.
They paint a picture of the battles we've won,
And the strength that has carried us, one by one.
So, let us wear our scars like badges of pride,
Embracing the journey where we've strived.
For in these marks, a legacy is made,
A testament to the fact that scars never fade.
Scars may never fade, but they become a part of who we are, shaping us into stronger, wiser beings.
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The Battles Within
Poetrywell well they say those people who stay up late will die early. But the generation we r living in are wide awake till late.... what to do this society this pressure this battles within us can we just control all these? let's read some relatable stu...
