I Wrestled The Devil
Now He Bears The Scars
By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year 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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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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