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Battlescars

Stories on my body remind me of the day of a darkness that swallowed me that's too big to convey And every time I see myself, I think of a mistake it gets harder still to love this life, the one I thought I'd take I've stitched together open skin and tried to make it new but soon I'll simply have to learn that healing is victory too Healing is the victory, the triumph that I lost the reminder of the strength I have and the chasm that I crossed Because making scars is way too easy but mending them is hard they come from darkness, but as I heal, I'll learn this night is starred

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