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Just hate me now and get it over with.

  The scars you see....on the outside,

they don't compare to the amount on the inside.

Each scar tells a story.

Each scar has a memory

Each scar paints a brand new picture

making me always remember the pain

I can't get away from it,

no not for even a second

Except for the brief moment in time

when I hold loves hand in mine

I wonder could love really stay

Inside my heart,

I feel I am not good enough for love

No, not for even one day

Is this the price i pay

for wanting a bit of peace

and an ounce of happiness and love

instead of crying buckets of tears

enough to drown myself in them.

I bleed the colour of coal

Black and dark as night.

I bleed till i am bled dry.

But that is never enough.

No, its never enough.

Nothing is ever enough.

No, not good enough for you.

You have my heart, my fears, my tears

You have it all..

Yet...

here i stand with nothing but pain.