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Feb 2021
Life ain't always easy,
You can tell that by the scars on my body,
They all tell a different story that doesn't want to be told.
It's a way of crying for help,
But at the same time not wanting it,
It's a trap,
A trap that makes you think everything is gonna be okay,
When yet I still sit here,
just me and my scars.
Written by
beingcoolisaflex
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     Moony and Aishu
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