Touch the skin these scars appear
As wounds that once disfigured me
Opened up so deep within
Then cauterized and cleanse again
Touch the burn and feel the heat
All the senses tingling
See the traces of my past
See these stitches in my chest
I don’t mind the pain
It’s the love that heals these marks
I would do it all again
Every cut is a work of art
When I look at where we’ve been
When I think of who we are
Every wound is beautiful
We are pretty little scars
I accept the gashes on the surface
You are worth it
Every drop I gave you had a purpose
You deserve it
Please don’t pity me
I am not ashamed
Please don’t say your sorry
Please don’t change a thing
I would give the last beat of this weak and broken heart
To love you
And I’m proud of all these pretty little scars
To love you
I don’t mind the pain
It’s the love that heals these marks
I would do it all again
Every cut is a work of art
When I look at where we’ve been
When I think of who we are
Every wound is beautiful
We are pretty little scars
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