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Some way I know this pain,
It shamed me to love the way it flowed,

I'm looking at my scars,
Beauty in the burdens.

But I only masked my true pains,
For every night I bled outside,
I also bled in.

Find the blade that cuts your heart,
And get away...
So you no longer have to search for the blade that cuts your arms.
Response to "Inside that Counts" by Atlas
Written by
Robert van Lingen  25/M/Anywhere But Here
(25/M/Anywhere But Here)   
     mikayla swiecichowski and juneau
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