Scars

by becka   Oct 9, 2006


Now the scars are here to stay
But that is just the price I pay

With the knife, I pierce my skin
I can't help but do it again

When I see the blood running down
Instead of crying, I just frown

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  • 18 years ago

    by kt

    I hope you know what you are doing, beacuse it can be dangerous. but that was a good poem.

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