I wear my scars with pride.
I'm found in the nourishment of pain.
I'm felt in the bliss of love.
I'm thumped under the feet of betrayals.
I'm risen by the faith.
I'm seen in the dark.
I'm hope.
I hide behind your hurt.
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this one tuk da cake....beautifully crafted...wat a comeback....luvd it...totally! :)
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:-) ... thank you Mav. Everytime you come back, you always make me write. So I should be thanking you ;-)
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