Mind Art

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I'm gonna draw a picture, a picture not so kind

I'll draw it with a knife

I'll draw it in my mind

As the drawing fades in

the scars get deeper

they get fuller, longer with age

The knife travels

It adds a page

The scars may not be seen

But to me I see

I see the memories that should be in the oblivion

the memories that should be forgotten

No one can see

The feelings that are caught in

Caught in the scars

No one can use the knife

that scars my insides

That diminishes my life

It leaves the burning feeling

that adds the stories

I'll never have any healing



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