
These scars,
They made me,
They shaped me,
They have a story,
They burn deep.
I may not like some of them,
But they are part of who I am.
I have been shattered,
I have been broken,
Yet in that brokenness,
I have learned,
And I am still learning,
To find my strength.
I still get bruised,
I still feel pain,
But my heart beats on,
And I try to keep my head up.
My beautiful soul,
Thank you for reminding me,
How wonderful I am,
That I matter,
That I am enough,
That in everything,
No matter what happens,
I am still beautiful with my scars
I am whole.
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