You had to be hurt, I could tell by your eyes. The pain that you felt. Came as no surprize. You lost both your breast. Wondered how to go on. You found beauty when you thought it was gone.
You had flowers tattooed in their place. Beauty where your breast once stood. Now a smile has returned to your face. I guess some may think a tattoo not good. But it brought you peace as nothing else could.
I saw you in a tattoo magazine. Seemed as if you were only a dream. But after we had met. I knew. I would never forget. And what I thought was a dream was true. You learned to survive. You are now apart of our race the tattooed people who once felt out of place.
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