We are all born with a million scars following us from the original sin We are beautifully broken Worthy of the love that flies above Soaking in the the raindrops of delicate showers A spiritual journey A bountiful ride
We bleed inside from the cuts tattooed on the heart A victim Redemption Spirit deep reaching high
You can cut me, but I won’t yield I am a stranger to you, but familiar in this skin You can bruise the skin, but not penetrate this soul I’m tired, but sleep will not defeat me Your mask cannot scare me I am brave Relief, redemption and salvation is near
I hear the song that guides my way I am not alone I am not alone I am surrounded by the voices of caring angels
I am beautiful with these scars Each one a reminder of the perseverance I had to overcome Each scar I touch feels comforting It is unique It is my own It is my strength
I am beautifully broken I am my own vehicle in a journey of discovery
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