My scars show another side to me...
They make me look emo...
But that's not l=the case..
I have these scars..
From cuts I have made...
I have this Razor named Slice...
It helps my pain...
Don't tell me to stop... Don't tell me to drop it...
Tell me to believe...
Tell me to live...
Tell me to speak up...
But don't tell me to leave....
Sep 26, 2012
Sep 26, 2012 at 6:06 PM UTC
My scars show another side to me...
They make me look emo...
But that's not l=the case..
I have these scars..
From cuts I have made...
I have this Razor named Slice...
It helps my pain...
Don't tell me to stop... Don't tell me to drop it...
Tell me to believe...
Tell me to live...
Tell me to speak up...
But don't tell me to leave....
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