the collection of lines
Across your wrist
what stories
Do they tell?
or are they
Records
of the time
You spent?
sometimes
I wonder
what it would be like
To have actual scars
to prove that
What I feel
threatens
To
overwhelm
But aren't
the ones without
Scars
on their skin
The same ones
who have
Scars
inside?
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 2:17 AM UTC
the collection of lines
Across your wrist
what stories
Do they tell?
or are they
Records
of the time
You spent?
sometimes
I wonder
what it would be like
To have actual scars
to prove that
What I feel
threatens
To
overwhelm
But aren't
the ones without
Scars
on their skin
The same ones
who have
Scars
inside?
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