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Scars

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You cry. They laugh at you. All they see are your scars, your battle scars,  your pain scars. The don't know what you did. So you live by your scars. Scared to show them. But you don't let them know that what they say only makes you have more scars. You put on a happy face so that people will leave you alone and not hurt you with their word. You  should not let your battle scars hide. Let people see what you live with but do not with shame but with pride, for you have live with the pain of life and if someone says that you are not human. You can tell that they are right, you are an Angel.All Rights Reserved

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