Life Story


Scars decorate thighs and arms
Blotches mark face and arms
A winkle here
A pimple there
Tired eyes
And worn hands

These are the signs of beauty
Of life lived
Not for glory but life itself

Perfection is a lie
A form that cannot be found

With every mark,
With every scar,
A passage is written
In the your life story

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