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Jun 12
scars
I slide my hand over my thigh
Feeling the scars I try to hide
And when I cut I laugh
And when I bleed I cry
I'm not ready to say goodbye
Written by
Vesper  M/somewhere else
(M/somewhere else)   
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     Lumin Guerrero, rick, Nobody, --- and 1DNA
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