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Scarred

My side itches Burning. The memory of you, Who you used to be, Is scratched there. Now my hatred A razorblade, Follows the lines Forever etched For you.

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kasey-lorenzini

American

Published: Sep 7, 2010
LinesWords: 1128

Notes: Copyrighted Kasey Lorenzini 2010.

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