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Whenever my heart sinks and my mind halts, I eye my darkest secrets, threaten them of the blinding light. It's the past I'm trying to bury along with the things untold. But then, there's a part of me that wants to carry my past with pride and own my scars.
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 7:24 AM UTC
Own my scars
Whenever my heart sinks and my mind halts, I eye my darkest secrets, threaten them of the blinding light. It's the past I'm trying to bury along with the things untold. But then, there's a part of me that wants to carry my past with pride and own my scars.
Wear your scars like a crown and walk straight with pride.
Sumaira
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 7:24 AM UTC
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