And I try and try
to cover the scars you have left
on my heart
on my skin
but the scars won't leave
the scars won't leave
I'm just searching for the person
who can heal the wounds
oh how much I wish
that person could be me.
- wishes.
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PoetrySome poems about someone who didn't know how love me right, how I, myself, didn't know how to love me right, how I lost & finally found myself again.
