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Every scar says your story's true,

all the bruises that they leave you,

it turned your skin all black an blue,

you finally sent the knife right through,

 

All they did was scream and fight,

so you said you'll die tonight,

you have your feelings and your rights,

your scream fills the silent night,

 

slits and burns,

your world turns,

light to dark,

without a lifes spark.

 

 

If this poem sucks...i'm sorry i wasted your time. Thanks for reading though <3.

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