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My scars are daily reminders of who I used to be... and who I could become again
Alone...Forgotten...Crying Tears...Heartbroken...depression Blood...Cutting...Why? Questions no one answers Goodbye
It's my fault that no one knows how I truely feel But that doesn't make It hurt any less
The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.