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Arms out Wrists up See the scars Burns and cuts Examine the marks The world can see From losing my fight With the enemy You joke around Point at the burns Laughing only Makes things worse Everything temporary Nothing Permanent Our hearts set free Just to get hurt My soul cries out I cannot live Trapped inside This fragile skin If it breaks It be my time For I am not afraid to die
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Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 8:32 PM UTC
Doubts of Self Harmer...
Arms out Wrists up See the scars Burns and cuts Examine the marks The world can see From losing my fight With the enemy You joke around Point at the burns Laughing only Makes things worse Everything temporary Nothing Permanent Our hearts set free Just to get hurt My soul cries out I cannot live Trapped inside This fragile skin If it breaks It be my time For I am not afraid to die
cassie-king
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Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 8:32 PM UTC
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