by Upama Saha | November 4, 2012 4:56 pm
I am a mark of history
a mark of what once was.
I am a woman with wound so deep
and wound so raw healing takes all eternity.
My scars tell you where I have been
my marks tell you of the struggles I have overcome
to get to where I am .
My wounds tell you why I am the way I am.
They say time heals all wounds
but I say some wounds never heal,
you learn to deal with them.
Scars are a memory
marks of history,
of faded memories
and lost loves.
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