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Nov 2013
Scars! Scars! On her Arms
Sad remembrance of past harms
Hold her close—love her deep
Her scars are no longer hers to keep
Whisper soft; ease the pain
Stand together in the rain
Speak with love, Speak the truth
All of this, just to prove:
She’s worth more than she may ever see
Desire for her to be all she can be
Worth more than the sum of past harms
Worth more than the scars on her arms
Wrote this a  while ago, but haven't shared it cause someone may find out I'm on here. Oh well. And there is a part 2 I may share later.
Disaster Child
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Disaster Child
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   Amanda Woolums
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