Scars
Scars
Mark the body.
Stitching to rebuild, stapling to deform.
Scars only reminds you that the past is Real
the damaged burn,
the broken ribs,
the brusted appendix,
there are the things of the your present.
all tearing a wound in the heart.
Making one Whole a self conscience turn around
And
noticing a deformity that other ignore.
Scars
Do Mark The Body
That describes a world unseen.
A History that can only make you Stronger.
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