Fierce

January 12, 2015

My scars tell their own story

My bruises show how much i have fought

My white hairs express much i have struggled to succeed

My beauty marks mark my body's perfection

Someone who is not willing to go down without a fight

I fight for what I believe in

Making me one of a kind

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