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Cuts and Scars

cuts and scars I may cut myself with a knife I may get a scar from it It may look like it hurts but it don't The scars that hurt are the ones from Getting treated like a toy Are being broken hearted Or even having to watch you and mom fight And yell at one another It may just seem like you are only hurting one another But the truth is You're hurting us kids to You make us worry if we are still going to be a family by tomorrow Please don't argue Please don't yell That don't help us kids We think that you guys might split up sometimes But when you make up it gives us a relief Argue and yelling doesn't help us or you It just makes things worst Please don't spilt up cause if you do I won't know what to do

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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