16 November 2012
I wear my scars plain upon my skin The marks standing out against whiteness Ugly and brutal though they may be They are the evidence of my life
Scars on my feet from the distances I've walked Scars on my hands from the animals I've handled Scars on my legs from the many falls I've taken Scars on my arms from the sadness that I've felt.
Marks • Opuss № I