Scars By: Torey Bingham

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Built up inside me
All this time
Comes out as rage
I cross the line

Pick up the razor
Begin to slice
Cut myself
Cry once then twice

Blood is dripping
And still i scream
Pain and suffering
No love for me

And now its over
Start to regret
I stop the blood
No one cares i bet

Now its over
Im left so far
With such regrettable
Nasty scars

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