Scars
I’ve just finished getting dressed
I’m about to walk out the door….
Oh wait
I almost forgot my jacket
Never forget your jacket
for it hides all your secrets
The scars no one knows about
The scars no one cares about
The scars no one shall ever know or care about
For that is the secret that shall never unfold....
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RyleeJ2007
I write poems as a way to cope with a lot of my stuff whether it be bad or good so hope you enjoy
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