Scars

Scars

A Poem by Mellisa

She's got so many scars
She's stopped keeping track.
She picked up the razor
And never looked back.
No one will love you,
No one will care.
All they will do
Is judge you and stare.
These scars you have,
They show you're surviving.
But judging by the looks,
You're better off dying.

© 2013 Mellisa


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Added on May 9, 2013
Last Updated on May 9, 2013
Tags: Scars, Razor, Dying, Self-Harm

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Mellisa
Mellisa

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