Copied scars

March 11, 2018

Share like you are friends

Pretend that you aren’t fake

Cover up and hide behind the

Scars that show your true face

When your heart starts to scream

And your scars start to bleed with

Pain so unbearable you feel you

Will never be free in a world

This world that treats you like

You weren’t meant to be

Who you are underneath

All those fake copied scars.

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