Broken Scars

Never could the wanderlust

hold her back,

because they

were the

broken scars

that led her way.

Her spirit was alive

ready to take her 

to new heights..

The past could barely

tighten her grip

&

the shackles made

her the woman of trust.

She regained the smile

&

relived the joy

but this time

they were new to her..

Beneath the cold-hearted,

lived a girl

that missed her

warmth of face..

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