what did i do ?
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I hear all the worlds probe my scars
they cant seem to get passed the "bars"
they can't see the happy parts
the sappy art that lines me
they just couldnt seem see
what I was to be
I showed that my scars aren't bars that keep me in .
they do not keep me hidden
they dont keep me bed ridden
they are not like anything else
they are not aching wounds
they appear as unique as they are
they seem to contrast me
just right
it shows that i fight
that i can see the light
in the darkest night
they are here for life
and i see no
problem with that