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Mar 2021
My friend wanted to see the cuts
But my scars are like diary
FAT
BOY
WORTHLESS
HATED
never ask to see my scars
They're ugly and nasty and painful
FAT
BOY
WORTHLESS
HATED
They flare up an split
And look worse than before
FAT
BOY
WORTHLESS
HATED
block capitals now carved
Forever into my skin
FAT
BOY
WORTHLESS
HATED
Don't disagree
You don't know me.
Jace
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Jace  In a ditch
(In a ditch)   
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   Imran Islam and Em
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