My scars run through me like the blood
Flowing through my veins.
I know every detail about my scars
Like there my childhood friends.
One scar I have because I didn’t listen
As a child when told not to scratch my
Chickenpox.
But it itches was all on my mind back than,
Now my scars aren’t so innocent but I don’t
regret them for they show how strong I am now.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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