It's really just a scar now. Raised and a bit jagged because I did the stitching, but just an imperfection now. A reminder of the wound and the pain that forever altered me. Soft to the touch, a little sensitive but no more blood runs from it. I had worried it would make me less beautiful. Maybe it has in the eyes of some but the right eyes will see the beauty in my scar, and those eyes will never cause another...
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