A SCAR SO BEAUTIFUL
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Last published Mon, Mar 16, 2026
He met her with full of scars from his past
He let her see his scars
He let her touch his scars
He let her kiss his scars
He let her draw stars around his scars
Little did he know she'd leave a scar on him which he would never want to heal from?
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"I won't let anyone harm you..ever again." He promised, eyes filled with determination and possessiveness. Afterall, she is his...only his. "I know." She smiled kissing his cheek, her eyes filled with hope and happiness. ~~~ "I...I wi-ill protect you.." He pleaded, his voice cracking. He took a tentative step forward, but she recoiled, her body trembling with the weight of past pain. She looked at him, her eyes hollow, a tear tracing the line of her cheek as she let out a bitter laugh. "𝒁𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆...𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆." 𝔸 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ~~~~~~~ 🔞
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