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Scars
No one ever sees
The bruises on her arms
The ones he father gave her
The ones that never left any scars
Two slits, one to each wrist
That is a way for her to take her life
The knife she uses is duller than her life
She just wants someone to save
Her from the hell she calls life
She never cut deep enough
She is too scared to try
So all she has left
To remind her of this act
Are these jagged, puckered scars.
