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Scars:
She wore her scars like a reminder to the world and herself,
She wore her tears like pearls,
she wore the abuses like negative motivators
she has been through hell so fear her when she has a wicked smile with tear marks on her cheeks.
She is no more fragile like a flower.
She is fragile like a bomb.
Her fire can destroy.
° I suppose, I love my scars because they have stayed with me longer than most people have. Honour your scars, They are proof you have lived
From every wound, there is a scar and every scar tell a story, A story that says, " I survived"
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