Character

Creases, lines, marks cover this well worn, aged face,
Have earned each of them; they're my character, my base.
Adversities are the ones that are gaping and run so deep,
Rage and depression came in riling while I was asleep.
All the scars are an integral part of who I have become,
Comforted by wisdom and hearing the beat of my own drum.
Tenderness in the fall is truly special, very elusive at heart,
Each day an adventure; morning with a fresh new start.
Really relaxed inside my skin, is what sets me apart.

Furaha.
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