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My Battle

These are my battle scars Each and every self- inflicted The deeper, the worse the battle You may think I should be ashamed Truth is, I'm all but ashamed The scars are my life Each has it's own story Each a reason for why it's there My wrist was once clean But fights must be fought So now it is a battlefield A battlefield from which I am victorious
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melissa-breanne
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melissa-breanne
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Aug 16, 2011
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