My Scars

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I see everytime I look at me

My past is present

 In the light, 

Loud and clear,

Marked and miscolored

No one sees 

The damage it inflicted

Inside of me

The scars you see

Mean nothing to me

Faded memories

I wasn't happy

Blow after blow,

Cut after cut,

Word after word,

Bruise after bruise

Stairing in the mirror

My reflection never lies

The truth shows

My scars

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