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scars
i see the scars on my wrist once again
they always seem to scream my past
of all the things i grew up against
and all the shit i took with a laugh
all the people that called me dirt
the ones who thought that it would hurt
but what they don't see is that it don't work
i have no emotions, how can it hurt?
people are weird
hard to understand
but the scars are easy
they always show a plan
of what to do
who to see
how to run
and who to be
