What are these scars worth?
These dark purple lines.
Can I show you them,
And be an inspiration?
Can I cover them,
And be a coward?
What if I darken them?
Will that make me insane?
Oh and if I cross bridges,
Instead of going up stream,
That makes me a fake.
A liar.
An attention *****
An emo.
A weakling.
Well look at you.
You must be very strong.
Very impossibly strong.
Or maybe you just weren't caught in a battle,
Because your blown up head couldn't make it out of the castle.
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 10:07 AM UTC
What are these scars worth?
These dark purple lines.
Can I show you them,
And be an inspiration?
Can I cover them,
And be a coward?
What if I darken them?
Will that make me insane?
Oh and if I cross bridges,
Instead of going up stream,
That makes me a fake.
A liar.
An attention *****
An emo.
A weakling.
Well look at you.
You must be very strong.
Very impossibly strong.
Or maybe you just weren't caught in a battle,
Because your blown up head couldn't make it out of the castle.
I am writing so much lately.
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