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Aug 2017
I've spent a lot of my time
Prayin' that these scars would heal and that
People would stop starring at me as if I had a green monster on my forehead

But I'm learning once again-
scars don't heal, at least not by themselves.

Mama always told me not to pick my scabs; but this one bleeds all on it's own.
Shanaya Young
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Shanaya Young  21/F/Lynchburg,VA
(21/F/Lynchburg,VA)   
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