I think I like my scars
I like them
Because
they have been here
More than any human ever stayed
I think I hate them
I hate them
Because
They made me numb
They made me hide secrets
I don't want to hide
I think I love them
Because
They fell in love with me
They bled for me
They healed for me
I think I want them here
I want them
But
I want my normal life back
When I didn't cover my hands with bandages
When I wore short sleeves without panicking someone would notice
When I was
Happy.
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Whispers of Life
Poetry"Unwanted place where special people wants to be there" hurt love comfort every single one of them in one place whispers of life a book where everything is extraordinary Top Rankings 1# predictable 1# chooseyou 13# extraordinary 19# feeling
