Save my life
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MatureComplete Tue, Aug 25, 2015<5 mins
Scars hurtful scars
Mental, Physical, Emotional
Scars
leave me asking
what? who? why?
have me feeling terrified
I'm damaged, so so damaged
in and out of that terrible place
seeing the doctors bubbly face
is it good news or bad news
I'm ready to be disappointed
realizing my whole life was a disappointment
why me?
can't you save my life
and set me free
just let me live successfully
By:Bianca Morris
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