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The bullet hole

I have them all over my body

Increasing in number everyday

The blood trickling down every second

You won't hear if I say

The pain that flows through

Have you ever felt it

Have you ever fought it

It has always been 1 to 100

And I'm always alone


My existence

You think anyone feels me

Walking right past them

I try to be as loud as possible

But they still don't care

Instead they shrink me down

Wherever I go

My existence doesn't matter

That's what I was told so


Amnesia

What if I forgot everything

Will I still be hurt

Will the wounds heal

Will the stitches leave

But I don't think it's possible

I won't ever forget anything

Cause the memories are like tattoos

And they won't leave me be

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