All I See

The truth is, I can read everything you've gone through on your skin
The lovely poetry that resides within you spills
It spills in the form of scars, strechmarks, bruises
It is overbearing, and it is all of you
To the point that I look into your eyes,
And all I see,
Is Love.

This poem is about: 
Me

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