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Just a poem on the aftermath of cutting. What I see when I look at my arm. T for theme
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Angst - Words: 59 - Published: 05-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3021694
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They are still there
The fading scars
On my arm
The fading scars
On my heart
The fading scars
Dark lines
Fading scars
Slightly curved
Fading scars
Standing out
Fading scars
From the pale flesh
Of my arm
Fading scars
Deep and rough
On my heart
Fading scars
No longer
Open wounds
Fading scars
Fading
Fading
But never gone
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