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Being brutally honest,
I guess I love my scars.
They stayed with me,
Longer than many people have.
I guess I love my scars,
That I earned on the battlefield.
Resembling honour,dignity, strife,
And a reminder of who I came to be.
I guess I love my scars,
Because they show
Exactly what I've been through
And show I stayed alive.
So no, I don't hate my scars,
For all you asking.
Because my scars,
Carry deeper,
Meanings,
That some people,
Just cannot have.
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➵ Midnight Thoughts | ✔︎
PoetryRandom, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/boo...
