scars.
i like.
for they have meaning.
markers of past, reminders that last.scars of birth; marks of light; mother's milk. progeny pride.
pristine slice, precious brand, stained skin, shrinking gangrene.scars.
i loathe.
for they mean nothing.
signs of vileness, symbols of evilness.shreds of mind, eyes of dread; tyrannous truth, damaging dread.
burning shrapnel, bullet tumbling, tearing tissue, ripping reason.
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Txandi Prostituted by Life, Life Prostituted by Txandi
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