Monday, September 8, 2014
False scars
Scars all over your arms claiming another excuse,
addicted to the self abuse.
Doing anything to let loose,
chasing the noose.
Your smile the same,
with the world to blame.
A person of dark decent,
with scars to repent.
High when its dawn,
only to have another reason to be frowned upon.
Just wanting to be loved but still used,
because you love being abused.
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This captures such a pitiful existence, but one that is real for more people than we know, I would think...
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