Scars
My first scar
Was an accident
Hit on a pedestrian crossing
By a red blood car
A cut through my eyebrow
Thirteen stitches
And a story
And the skin is harder there
And a lesson learnt
And I am stronger from being broken
My second scar
Was on my chin - gravel cuts
Almost invisible now
Two parallel lines
Almost a skin graft
And a story
And the skin is harder there
And a lesson learnt
And I am stronger from being broken
There are more, now
Big and small
Scattered like constellations across my skin
Stories told
Memories made
And I am stronger from being broken.
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