The scars you see, I wear with pride
A memory of the skin
But those you can’t, pushed deep inside
Are stained by sorrow’s sins
I gladly tell each marker’s story
Regardless of the pain
For to me, so flawlessly
They’re inundated glory
But with the hurts you cannot see
I’m at a loss of words
For hidden as they are to you
The same they are for me
A memory of the skin
But those you can’t, pushed deep inside
Are stained by sorrow’s sins
I gladly tell each marker’s story
Regardless of the pain
For to me, so flawlessly
They’re inundated glory
But with the hurts you cannot see
I’m at a loss of words
For hidden as they are to you
The same they are for me
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