i know myself
as i know who you are
for we both count misfortunes
as blessings
We swim in our tears
bathe under the rainfall of salt
to cleanse our soul
We grind in our angst
crush them like stones
upon our bleeding palms
And revel with vanity and pride
@ small victories
from somewhat, invisible wars...
We parade our battle scars
i know myself
as i know who you are
for we both exist
on a pen and paper world...
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