Bruised

I have scars on my belly
But I guess I earned my strips
I have blackened marks on my legs
But I guess the mosquitoes knew that
I have patches on my arms
But that shows how brave I am
I have burns on my wrist
But hunger is not a plan
I am bruised all over
But that doesn't stop me
From becoming who I am
Bruised

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