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Sep 2013
Am i a sight for sore eyes,
or am I the cause for your corneas burning behind shut eyelids?

Without a shield,
each and every flaw of mine is exposed;
I'm so **** vulnerable.
Your eyes are able of scanning my skin for imperfections,
every stretch mark,bump, pimple; self inflicted scars;
every pore.


How can you find me beautiful when my body looks like a battlefield?
You've seen every war I've won;
all the battles I've started.

One day I'll wear my scars like a badge,
that is as visible as every time I took a blade and lighter to my body.

I hope that when you see the aftermath,
that you are thankful I did not dig any deeper than what I had.

when you started to love me,
that's when my life began.
For the first time, I believe someone who says they love me, as a whole.
Not parts, not pieces.

All of me,

and I owe you everything for what you've sparked in me.
Cassidy Chambers
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Cassidy Chambers  United States
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