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don't you dare

don't you dare tell me i'm beautiful
until you've seen my scars
that carve my body
and the blood
that pours out of my soul

don't you dare tell me i'm lovely
until i completely shut you out
because i swore to myself
you're just like the rest
and you'll get sick of me

don't you dare tell me i'm flawless
until you've seen me break down in tears
i'll show you the darkness
that consumes me
and you'll run away

but if you
have seen my scars
bitterness
and darkness
then perhaps i believe you

- ricketson

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