The Scar

Standing here,
Wondering where you are,
I look down at my heart
And notice a scar

I hadn't seen it before
Or maybe I did,
Chances are
I was just trying to forget

That you had left me
And broken my heart
You stabbed it, mutilated it
Tore it apart

So, now here I stand
Staring up at the stars
You're gone and the only memory I have left
Is this disgusting scar

25May2007
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This was done for a contest