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You have scars.
So does he,
and she,
and they,
and I.
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Scars define your past,
but design your future.
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All those nights spent crying.
All those ounces of blood being washed away.
All those additions to emotional and physical scars.
They make us strong and beautiful.
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All those tears wasted,
come back a ton times harder,
but in pure happiness.
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All those visible scars,
prove that were a worthy warrior.
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All those emotional scars,
scream that we're experienced fighters.
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All those stretch marks,
show that we're beautiful and are worth millions.
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All those bruises,
make us believe in something good.
Us.
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All those different flaws,
make us an original.
A unique artwork.
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Those freckles, simple hair, large arms and thighs,
small boobs, glasses, braces, big nose, simple eyes, bushy eyebrows,
everything and anything different about us makes us unique.
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Αn irreplaceable art work, we are.
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You are beautiful the way you are brought to this world.
Don't change yourself for anyone.
In battle we fight alone.
And at war, we fight together.
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Red Flowers
PoetryA book in which I let out on how I feel inside.. Enjoy, or don't. This book is crappy, and not at all worth your hateful comments. Also, in this book, I do NOT support self harm or any mental illness! It's just a pessimistic poetry book in which I...
