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Beauty in the scars

The scars on my heart Seen by the slaches on my skin To feel the pain Rising from deep within Death is not the wanting Blackness is not the desire Imagine of the blood Could smoother the fire She desperately reached out In riddles and ryhms Trying to put the pieces together Of all the hard times The thorn that twist and turn As it punctures my side No one hears me scream All my silent cries

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Date: 11/2/2020 1:01:00 AM
Emotionally moving, I hope this isn’t happening to you Sally. Life is worth living, let those scars heal, smile and let the world see your beauty revealed... Belle
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Sally Harris
Date: 11/2/2020 8:45:00 AM
Thank you. I haven't cut inva long time. Instill feel the pain tho.
Date: 1/21/2020 12:12:00 PM
Thank you
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Date: 1/21/2020 7:45:00 AM
Beautiful lines..
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Sally Harris
Date: 11/2/2020 8:46:00 AM
Thank you so much. It doesn't make me feel beautiful though. The scars or the pain.