Why do I have to live though this
All the things that hurt me
Why can't I get over them
They scar my mind
And when I think there gone
They come right back
They stay in that little spot
In the back of my mind
Waiting till I'm weak
Then they attack
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•From the heart•_Poems
AléatoireI suck at Descriptions so guess you'll have to read.!.! Hehe🖤~
