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Scars
My Scars Define Me.
Tell You Who I Am
The Are So Beautiful
A Beautiful Design
The Cold Balde
On My Skin
Sending A Chill
Down My Spine
My Scars Are
So Beautiful
When They Ask Me
What Defines Me.
I Simply Say That It's
My Scars
They Are Welcome
On My Body
They Are My
Greeting Card
The Blade Is Kinda Like
A Welcome Home Present.
Sharp And Ready
To Split Apart.
Tell You Who I Am
The Are So Beautiful
A Beautiful Design
The Cold Balde
On My Skin
Sending A Chill
Down My Spine
My Scars Are
So Beautiful
When They Ask Me
What Defines Me.
I Simply Say That It's
My Scars
They Are Welcome
On My Body
They Are My
Greeting Card
The Blade Is Kinda Like
A Welcome Home Present.
Sharp And Ready
To Split Apart.
Published 4th Dec 2012
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4th Dec 2012 9:15pm
Scars are not always physical, but I partially agree on what you are stating. Scars, in a way, define one's self. Actually, I would say that one's character, based on his/her past (scars-whether physical or mental), is what defines them.
8th Dec 2012 00:36am
Thank you Jessica, you are one of the only people that really respects my work and encourages me to keep writing.
