Scars

by Jenny89_17   Feb 16, 2005


Once I remember That I cut my arm,
Now All i have a memories
And my scars

They are hearts
And lines
Initials and parts

These scars Haunt me
Day and night
In the dark and lonely sea.

They felt so good
When I did them
Maybe i never should

Have cut my arm
And live with this guilt
And my scars.

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