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Scar
One day life found you sat upon my lap
Cheeks streaming tears of happiness
For the construction of us
I saw a teardrop escape your eyelid
It’s truth struck me in the middle of my forehead
I still wear the scar
Cheeks streaming tears of happiness
For the construction of us
I saw a teardrop escape your eyelid
It’s truth struck me in the middle of my forehead
I still wear the scar
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