There is the pain that's never recovered,
There are the scars which never are healed,
And as the days replace one another
I simply smash the walls that I've built.
I can't reflect all those hidden figures
And move them far away from myself.
They crash into all the broken mirrors
Instead of molding down on the shelf.
I wished so much for things to be different,
But now I see what they truly are.
Refusing being heavily ignorant,
I just embrace my bittersweet scars.
Embrace
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