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Bleakest hours
In the bleakest of hours,
I looked into the mirror,
reflecting scars,
and this image shows that
scars,---are beautiful,
like tatooes,
they add character,
to the body and soul.
In the bleakest of hours
I looked back
on sunny days,
suddenly they looked
a lot more brighter,
sunny days
erased dark gray skies.
When your body is weak and
broken, your mind is
stronger.
I looked into the mirror,
reflecting scars,
and this image shows that
scars,---are beautiful,
like tatooes,
they add character,
to the body and soul.
In the bleakest of hours
I looked back
on sunny days,
suddenly they looked
a lot more brighter,
sunny days
erased dark gray skies.
When your body is weak and
broken, your mind is
stronger.
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