March 10, 2010
I am thrown down
And thrown around
I am lost
I am found
I am treasured
I am broken
Then repaired
Though the marks are still there

I stand out
Unique in my own way
Shining at my best
I carry years of memories
Of everyone who's touched me
And kept me together
Even at my worst

Everyone has their own opinion
Not one the same
No matter what they think of me
I will not change
This is who am

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