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i fear the silent because it speaks the truth

it makes madness in my mind

why cant you hear my screams?

my scars are my silent screams no one hears

what a waste of a perfectly good wrist,

my scars fill my head with lies, with these

wounds i can not control.

my scars are what is left behind from your hate

it shows all the pain your hate has caused me.

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