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The Scars On My Wrist...
The scars on my wrist
Are proof that people like you exist
I try to pretend that the feelings are there
And try not to care
It’s getting hard to lie
And smile instead of break down and cry
I’m tired of lying
I’m sad even though I’m smiling
Not all hearts and wounds heal
And you can’t always see the pain that someone would feel
Why do you turn away when I’m crying?
Can’t you see I’m dying?
I just needed you to save me,
Not kill me…
Are proof that people like you exist
I try to pretend that the feelings are there
And try not to care
It’s getting hard to lie
And smile instead of break down and cry
I’m tired of lying
I’m sad even though I’m smiling
Not all hearts and wounds heal
And you can’t always see the pain that someone would feel
Why do you turn away when I’m crying?
Can’t you see I’m dying?
I just needed you to save me,
Not kill me…
Published 21st May 2013
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21st May 2013 3:27pm
This is so poignant; the last four lines speak to me on so many levels, it's unreal.
22nd May 2013 9:40pm
