Scars Like Stories
My scars are not shame.
They are battle hymns,
whispers from the fires I walked through.
They hum softly when the world grows quiet—
reminding me that pain once lived here
but didn't win.
Each mark, a punctuation in my survival story.
Each healed wound,
a signature of strength.
My scars are not shame.
They are battle hymns,
whispers from the fires I walked through.
They hum softly when the world grows quiet—
reminding me that pain once lived here
but didn't win.
Each mark, a punctuation in my survival story.
Each healed wound,
a signature of strength.
Scars Like Stories
My scars are not shame.
They are battle hymns,
whispers from the fires I walked through.
They hum softly when the world grows quiet—
reminding me that pain once lived here
but didn't win.
Each mark, a punctuation in my survival story.
Each healed wound,
a signature of strength.
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