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Battle Scars

by @jacquelyn-audrey-whiston

What are these scars worth? These dark purple lines. Can I show you them, And be an inspiration? Can I cover them, And be a coward? What if I darken them? Will that make me insane? Oh and if I cross bridges, Instead of going up stream, That makes me a fake. A liar. An attention whore. An emo. A weakling. Well look at you. You must be very strong. Very impossibly strong. Or maybe you just weren't caught in a battle, Because your blown up head couldn't make it out of the castle.
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jacquelyn-audrey-whiston
20 / F / American
For You?
Written by
jacquelyn-audrey-whiston
20 / F / American
Published
Jan 10, 2013
Time
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I am writing so much lately.

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