you called them scars,
but i look at them
like they are stars.
i mean,
you're the angel of my life,
so obviously,
all the stars surrounded you.
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Unsettled Emotions
Poetryjust some thoughts that keep you awake at ungodly hours. -either its too relatable or it doesnt make any sense at all. thats it. no in between whatsoever. # tw // self-harm (alive) # M for language use
angel
you called them scars,
but i look at them
like they are stars.
i mean,
you're the angel of my life,
so obviously,
all the stars surrounded you.
