By Zara_Ray
The scars are worn with pride
Deeply carved into the heart
The face expresses its magical smile
While peace like a river flows to the mind
The flame of anger is quenched
For it consumes the bearer
Life’s puzzle becomes a complete quest
Maybe with time we’ll be friendlier
The source of our agony
Might still threaten our harmony
But syncing with life’s melody
Confirms us as maestros to its symphony
Under the sun or in the rain
Surrounded by nothing but pain
The heart and soul finds peace
An anecdotal symbol when we heal
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