Scars

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Under the moonlight,
My scars shined soo bright,
Reminding me how beautifully they enhanced my body,
They looked like your signature which marked me as yours,
Maybe the scars had gotten old now,
For they stayed longer than the people on my life's threshold,
Everytime I looked at them they made me realise how strong I've become,
With every passing season i turned more stronger than before,
Being able to get through the storms in my mind,
Growing from a fragile person,
Life started changing,
It made me mentally strong and mature with the passing time,
Maybe my heart was stabbed a millions of times before,
But the scars on my heart blossomed to something more beautiful yet dangerous,
It wore roses and thorns as it's crown,
It got more powerful and the delicate princess grew into a fierce queen,
She ruled her kingdom sitting on her throne made from the skulls of the people who once disgraced and betrayed her.

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