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Don't you dare tell  me I am beautiful. Until you have seen my scars... That are craved into my body, and the blood that pours out of my soul.. Don't you dare tell me I am lovely, until I completely shut you out of my life.. Because I swore to myself, you are just like the others and you will get sick of me..... Don't you dare tell me I am flawless, until you have seen me break down in tears.. I will show you the darkness  that's inside me that's consumes me, and you will run away form me... But  if you, have seen my scars, my bitterness, and darkness... Then I might believe you....
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 9:41 AM UTC
Don't you dare...
Don't you dare tell  me I am beautiful. Until you have seen my scars... That are craved into my body, and the blood that pours out of my soul.. Don't you dare tell me I am lovely, until I completely shut you out of my life.. Because I swore to myself, you are just like the others and you will get sick of me..... Don't you dare tell me I am flawless, until you have seen me break down in tears.. I will show you the darkness  that's inside me that's consumes me, and you will run away form me... But  if you, have seen my scars, my bitterness, and darkness... Then I might believe you....
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 9:41 AM UTC
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