My first poem

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Does the pain ever stop?
Can you ever be helped?
How long will I drown?
How much will I regret?...

So many years...so many scars

The beauty I hold is only seen from afar
For if u get close the uglier I seem, you'll see scars on my arms and that my eyes have no gleam.

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