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No longer memories, just empty scenes in my mind endlessly replaying im ready to move on these fragments of broken glass keep cutting me so deep, rupturing my veins and spilling out my bones, just let me go and let me be i wanna get out i wanna be free its like a record player stuck on repeat im running in place im running alone I see new scars on top of scars, on top of scars each time i look they multiply each time i look i wanna tear my skin piece by piece take it away because the more i learn to love myself the more it hurts to see.
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
Scar Tissue
No longer memories, just empty scenes in my mind endlessly replaying im ready to move on these fragments of broken glass keep cutting me so deep, rupturing my veins and spilling out my bones, just let me go and let me be i wanna get out i wanna be free its like a record player stuck on repeat im running in place im running alone I see new scars on top of scars, on top of scars each time i look they multiply each time i look i wanna tear my skin piece by piece take it away because the more i learn to love myself the more it hurts to see.
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
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