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These Scars

These scars, these scars we dream of the most.
Are the ones that are on our wrists.
Are the ones that bleed, and hurt the least.
Because our hearts are emotional wrecks.
These scars, these scars that you see
Are only the things that you can see.
I can't make you stay.
I can't make you know.
And, in my arms will you leave me alone?
These scars, these scars we dream of the most.
Are the ones that are on our wrists.
And, the ones you can see.

Can you see this one...?
Written by MrE (C. R. Powers)
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