I can see every faded scar, that lays upon my wrist
Yet most don't even know, those scars exist
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The Truth
PoetryThis is a collect of my poems I know that originally it also had ones that I liked, but I deleted them to make it my own. Potential trigger warning Cover drawn by me. So don't judge, I know it's bad. *completed* 1st poem book "The Truth" 2nd poem b...
#188, Scars
I can see every faded scar, that lays upon my wrist
Yet most don't even know, those scars exist
