" The scars that you see
They were all made by me
And my tears have turned red
With the blood that I've shed
People think I'm lost into the
Madness
But really I'm just cloaked in
Sadness
I could use a rope or use a knife
Looking back on my whole life
I see the pain I see the hurt
I feel my heart about to burst
The blood will flow
Why can't they see
That all my life
I've been afraid of......
Me."
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The Little Things
PoetryA collection of poems, quotes, stories, and thought provoking paragraphs. Some are my very own work and others have been spoken to me in a time of need that I related to so closely and that help me so much that I just can't wait to share them with...
