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Wounds, Scars and Bruises She despised them all For they tainted her beauty This was youth. But age taught her several things Wounds, Scars and Bruises Were okay if they appeared Only on the skin This was middle age. For wounded heart, Scarred soul and Bruised relationships Ached far more. This was maturity
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Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
Wounds, Scars and Bruises
Wounds, Scars and Bruises She despised them all For they tainted her beauty This was youth. But age taught her several things Wounds, Scars and Bruises Were okay if they appeared Only on the skin This was middle age. For wounded heart, Scarred soul and Bruised relationships Ached far more. This was maturity
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Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
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