My scars are so well hidden
that sometimes
even I start to forget
that I still carry them around
with me
everywhere
everyday
all the time
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S O W E D |poetry|
ПоэзияS O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did
