From the scar that runs

January 15, 2015

From the scar that runs from my hair line to my brow line

The dog claws on my back

I am who I am

A intellegent beautiful girl

One who will not stop fighting back

These scars make me the girl who I am

I am confident in that

If you don't like the way I look then I dont care

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