The scars on my thighs
Little pretty lines
They are memories of the times
I couldn't fall asleep
The grief was too much
I cried
My heart was suffocated
So I found the little sliver of silver
Now I have scars across my thighs
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 6:01 PM UTC
The scars on my thighs
Little pretty lines
They are memories of the times
I couldn't fall asleep
The grief was too much
I cried
My heart was suffocated
So I found the little sliver of silver
Now I have scars across my thighs
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