Suffering Beauty
Tattooed scar of colourful ink
No patience for your fade
Diverting the truth of what they think
Diverting all your aid
When you first hid behind the mask
You were bothered by an itch
Like the time you got that eager urge
To pull out every stitch
Complimented on the pain
You suffered for your art
A cut so deep
Down in the flesh
You camouflage your heart
Underneath your radiance
You feel the real dull pain
But the scar that shows them who you are
Is beauty all the same
Copyright © Jamie Spence | Year Posted 2015
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