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prev. 'free the poems' she writes angry words on her arms and wrists from bands that preached unrequited love and angst. and at night she wishes that the scars on her wrists were real. - - - image credit: death to the stock photo
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He loved every scar on her body, every birth mark, even her bellybutton, which she thought was too small. He fell in love with every rib, collarbone and bony hip, for they were not the object of her beauty, but the battle scars of her victory.

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