My Scars
They are all over me! See my ankles, my loins and my groins....
This one along my chest, most ugly, uh?
And the one across my tummy?
How can you call me beautiful?
May be if this mirror is a damned liar.....
I used to detest them but now I love
them.
I love scars.
I love my scars.
They tell a story.
They tell my story
Better and clearer than none could.
That I am a fighter, a warrior, a
survivor, an overcomer and a story
teller.
I love scars.
I love my scars!
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