Our scars,
They're not the same.
Some are big.
Some are small.
Some will go.
Some will stay.
Some are accidents.
Some are self made.
Some stay red.
Some go clear.
Some stay okay.
Some split apart.
Some are shown.
Some are hidden.
Some are yours.
Some are mine.
Some are pins.
Some are blades.
But just sometimes
Some kill us.
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Is your joke still funny? (Book 1)
PoetryI love you and I'm missing you (All disclaimers in the bar above :))
