Everyday I see these scars, the scars you scarred me with; I preserve them, I nurture them, for they remind me not of a tragedy but of my strength; the strength I fought you with; every time that you scarred me with your abusive ways, I treasured them like a trophy; for it reminds me that I always emerged stronger than you; i was the powerful one; Like a tattoo I will take them to my grave; Like a memory they shall remain; like a flame I shall pass it on to who you again choose as the object of your abuse.
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