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Bespoke Poetry & Prose for any occasion
SCARS
I carry many scars,
I remember where each I got
Some of them are visible,
Most of them are not,
Vivid reminders
Memories of moments lived,
When physically or emotionally,
I gave more than I could give,
Scars laid bare upon my skin,
Others hidden deep within,
Where one ends another begins,
Reminders of both righteousness and sin,
Scars can be beautiful,
Compassionate signs
Marks of healing and hope
Growing stronger through time
My scars are a record of all that I am,
The map of a journey not always to plan,
Scars not from bullets or the blade of a knife,
These scars are the story of my wonderful life
Lyrick May 2019
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