Scars of Strength

 


Time mends the wounds,
But the scars will stay,
A silent mark of battles fought,
Etched on our skin each day.

We learn to hold them close,
A part of who we are,
A story written in our flesh,
A testament near and far.

These scars, whisper softly,
Of how far we’ve come along,
Reminding us of strength within,
And the pain that made us strong.

Time heals the hurt,
Yet the scars remain,
A beautiful reminder
Of all that we’ve gained.

 - Moon Whisperer 🌙

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