scarsA Poem by unshakenSceneThe scars on my wrist tell my story from then and now the things i been hurt from are all there
Ive been used and abused mental and physically Been loved and lied too cried and felt like dying
sad but couldent talk depressed scared douted
the scars that are there remind me of all of these things its the only way i cope
It being able to know that i have a way to release the pain
Thats how i get through with my life day by day © 2013 unshakenScene |
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unshakenScenelima, OHAboutim 16 & i dont give a damn about my bad reputation. I m bisexual and very proud. I am great to get along with:) im a sophermore at lima. sr high school. Im not a b***h unless you piss me off. I am gr.. more..Writing
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