I will always be a woman of wounds
You knew that better than anyone
I let you pour salt in those wounds
For as long as you needed
As long as you were happy
I wanted to make you feel good
about who you were,
regardless of your scars
Even if it meant that
I also had to wear those scars
I will ALWAYS be a woman of wounds
-MissRoub
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Growth
PoetryGrowth; something that has grown or is still growing. I consistently find myself doing the things I don't know how to do in order to learn how to do them. I've taught myself to grasp the fact that change is inevitable, growth is optional. I understa...
