Scares of the heartAfter the
Scars of the heart
After the fall , the glass has shattered,
He held my heart, it no longer patters,
I told him all but that no longer matters,
The blood was drawn, time stood still
I ask my self was this all real
I know that these cuts will one day heal,
But they will leave scars, no need for bandage
I will always remember , the pain and the damage,
I will remember that heartless savage
But I must now leave my fear behind ,
I no longer fear what’s on the outside,
New all I need is myself,
Honestly its better for my heath,
I don’t need someone im no damsel in distress ,
Its not in my interest ,
I don’t need your test,
Cus if u want me u have to be the best
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