Battle Scars
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Last published Tue, Jun 9, 2020
"What's that on your arms?"
"They're battle scars."
"You fought in a battle?"
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*Trigger warnings*
Cutting
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Don't Read
I got the idea for this oneshot from a comment on youtube.
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