And everyday I'm walking around
with the
scars on my heart
scars on my skin
everyone looks right at it
And I put my hands in front of it
Trying to cover it
Trying to cover it.
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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.
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And everyday I'm walking around
with the
scars on my heart
scars on my skin
everyone looks right at it
And I put my hands in front of it
Trying to cover it
Trying to cover it.