The Poem Behind The Story

Writing is my way of coping...

Scars are only marks

Scars don't define who we are

They are only part of our story

A time with no glory

They aren't a reason for a definition 

They are just simply part of our mission

A time full of depression

With little to no expression

A time to never forget 

And to never regret

The End

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