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These scars aren't beautiful
They aren't anything pretty
You don't look at them and think
That they are an essence of beauty
They aren't
You are wrong they aren't pretty.
They tell tales
And they speak to me
They aren't beautiful
They are ugly
My body is covered with marks
And they are not pretty
They show me what I've been through
Show me what I've survived through
Tell me everyday
That I'm a survivor
Not a damsel in distress
Who needs to be pretty
So that a prince could rescue me.
These scars are not meant to be beautiful
Your false consolations
And lies aren't meant to be told to me
You can't fool me
These scars are meant to be horrific and terrible
They sing to me these songs of warriors
They tell me everyday
Of my bravery
And how I survive through.
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This poem won in Instagram Weekly Contest held by @delhipoetryslam on the theme 'Trauma'
Well explained through your words how others describe the scars and how you feel them on yourself. And the last line❤️