Scars on my chest

The scars on my chest
Are not invisible.
Your eyes cannot see
What she did to me,
But that doesn’t mean
I never hurt.

The scars on my chest
Are deeper than I realized.
Even though I’ve moved on
The memory lingers on,
And a broken heart
Never fully heals.

The scars on my chest–
A bage of honor
I proudly wear,
Reminding me that under there
Is something that will
Never be hurt again.

The scars on my chest
Are a memory.
You helped me move ahead,
Proved that love is not dead.
A broken heart
Will never keep me down.

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