Not a soul only pain shall exist
Cuts burns bruises how can a person like me feel so insecure within her own skin she drowns herself with the stuff that's nt gd for her she knows this she's hurting she's at breaking point but this is her holding on she stares at herself nothing but hurt an guilt remain deep within her soul cut after cut burn after burn nothing but pain remain these are scars that'll remain weather they show or fade only she will know her pain deep within she knows what she has caused she's a mass of destruction wherever she goes she ruins everything around her.
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