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Mar 2015
Scar Me* go ahead make me feel
Deep don't worry I will heal
Left behind something that's real
Holding back makes me ill
From many moments I came to be
Rich I've grown spiritually
Acquired an ability
To ride waves of reality
We are all runners in the human race
Everyone running at their own pace
Stumble fall scratch up your face
Creates a flavor you can taste
Tattoo art constellation of scars
Becomes bodies shining stars
Footprints left of what we are
From ****** skin my scars come far
Amazing the way we heal
Feeble is the attempt that doesn't ****
Scratch-sniff-crusty scab you peel
Heart ate out like a happy meal
Touch me claw make your attempt
Hello! I'm the "Scar Me" president
On my body live without rent
Unique like art the pain we spent...
M.A.N 3-4-15 Yes go ahead make your attempt I am the Scar Me president..^_*
Poetry by MAN
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Poetry by MAN  M/California
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