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"My scars are not just scars"

My scars are NOT just scars sometimes they remind me of traumatic experiences.

Sometimes people would stare at them with a look so curious, that I myself, would become furious.

Because my scars felt like a punishment of a series of consecutive jail sentences.

They had me Feeling overwhelmed by weariness

So I put up a fence to hide what I believe was my hideousness.

Then my naked eyes realized the true lies, that behinds these marks are where the truth hides

My scars are NOT just scars they are Evidence of a Wound, evidence that after pain healing must come soon.

My scars are a sign to show Life was adjusted just as a violin being tuned

My scars are not just scars they show that I have gone thru a Transformation.

My scars are not just scars The give me motivation in my times desperation.

My scars aren't just scars They signify even after my trails, I am Triumphed!

My scars are Marks Of my pass History to celebrate even I was hurt I have the victory! For Greater is He that is within me.

My scars are NOT just scars, they show that God was With me thru it all Truly!

My scars are not just scars they are Permanent sacred Marks Of Beauty.

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Written by
tashea-young
Pennsylvania
Published
Dec 3, 2017
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#beauty#life#lessons#spiritual
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