I Wrestled The Devil
Now He Bears The Scars
By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 9 months ago • Updated 9 months ago • 1 min read
My body's skin is just a vessel
My beauty dwells somewhere below
These scars a prize, I wrestled the devil
He bares the scars of all the blows
I fought the fight, and brought the battle
He begs for mercy from my hand
These tattoos are my armors spackle
Now I'm the master in command
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I could not decide which one I should choose to make the tattoo line...I liked them all, you pick
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Comments (7)
I will have to agree with Brother Randy, as much as I like all the lines, but "I wrestled the devil He bares the scars of all the blows". just really stands out <3
My favourite would be the third line hehehe
I would choose the same line & a half you chose to reference in title & subtitle: "I wrestled the devil He bares the scars of all the blows". And so now I know from whence all these scars came. (I didn't think I'd ever gotten that close, lol.)
Too many beautiful lines. I can't choose either.
Superb
woo-hoo, do I just love this poem, Kelli. Hmm, "These scars a prize, I wrestled the devil" is my pick. Good luck in the challenge!
Wonderful!!!