"Never despair for those
Victory marks against your frail skin.."

I frowned upon my reflection,
glancing over my Own fair skin.

Needless to say, I hated it.
I really did with a fiery passion.

They danced around in a tribe of light-toned lines, breezing by my hips, my thighs, and right above my firm calfs.

They defined me,
and my beautiful genealogy.

—NOTVANTE