Scars
Love bleeds red
Hearts are made of stone
Not every scar is seen but every scar is known
Scars are my life's story wriiten on my arms
Scars inside and out
Torn to pieces by lies, loss and doubt
Thats something i'm getting past and others should too
Scars are pretty until they ruin you
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