Flawless fair fleshy skin,
dream girl they dream of.
A figure too sexy to handle
But these scars, only what I own !
Believe me as I adore,
They are vivacious than a clear skin.
With each mark haunts a story to tell.
The one on my fingers
Retells me of the things I hold
Some hurt, some don't
But they are made to hold the best.
These marks you see on my waist
Surely not for crop top or such
But for a hand so caring
To put around and dance with love.
My legs carry the best scars ever
Taught me a walk to beat models on ramp
Making me walk with not so sexy legs
Yet a pride woman for what I'm.
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