Every Scar Sharpened My Soul

Bone to dust, flesh to coal… Every scar sharpened my soul.

I’ve carried wounds that never healed, Carved by fire, by knife, by steel. The world took blood, but it gave me stone, Every scar cut me down to bone.

Every scar sharpened my soul, Turned the weak parts into cold. I bleed no mercy, I break no mold, Every scar sharpened my soul.

I’ve kissed the dirt, I’ve drowned in rain, Held the weight of a thousand pains. But the fire don’t kill what it brands in black, Scars remind me I don’t look back.

Every scar sharpened my soul, Made me cruel, made me whole. Where the hurt lived, the danger grew bold, Every scar sharpened my soul.

You can count the marks across my skin, Each one a grave I buried within. I don’t forget, I don’t forgive, My scars are the reason I live.

Every scar sharpened my soul, Chiseled me out of fire and coal. No man tames what scars control, Every scar sharpened my soul.

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