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Scars


The scars that you left you cannot see. They are so deep. Deep within my heart and soul. You were supposed to be my hero, The man to show me right from wrong. To mend my broken heart, To make me strong. Instead you broke me, Made me feel worthless. Thirteen years of abuse, Because of you I don't know who I am. I don't know love, I don't know trust. You left open wounds, Scras that will never heal. If you only knew, But would you even care? If I opened up and showed you my scars, Would you understand? I've tried to get through, Been crushed by disappointment. Pushed to the side, Made to feel invisble. Yes they are deep, Hidden well. But the scars are there and they will never heal.
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maribelle
The fact that you can even get your emotions out there make you a strong person. You shouldn't have to hide behind your scars, physical or emotional. Scars may not heal, but they do fade overtime.

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