I wondered as I watched the blood drip so far,
How could be cut that deep,
Was the pain really that bad,
Maybe...what is that will never be-
My what if...
As the blood drips ever faster from my wound,
My reality,
Me...
Can't you see I'm no different than you?
Yeah, me too.
Tears that don't have a beginnings in my eyes,
But my sighs,
My heartfelt goodbyes,
My bloodied scars kept in locked jars,
My heart filled jar,
My scar...........
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