Scars..

by Brittany   Aug 5, 2007


It starts with tears of sorrow.
Ends with agony and pain.
The razor rids you of anger.
But hurt and scars still remain.
You think it brings happiness.
But thats just not the case.
It makes life easier you say.
But cutting leaves a trace.
Soon they\'ll see the scars.
And then you\'ll think your cursed.
Be glad they found out now.
Before it became worse.
Sweetie put it down.
Dont let it touch your skin.
Quit hurting yourself babe.
Because you also hurt your friends.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Christina

    I love it! and ive been thro that but realized it aint the answer!

  • 17 years ago

    by Devon

    I love it! you have great ideas! keep up the good work