Scars

I have scars that you cannot see as these scars are deep inside of me.

Scars of depression the scars of pain  scars that are forever in your brain 

The  scars that you  have buried deep
 the scars that effect you in your sleep 

Scars that you have carried all your life
Scars of bad memories not made by a knife 

Scars  of  living scars of dieing 
scars of giving up and scars of not trying 

My scars are still  with me 
through my life they have been made

You see to get these scars you don't need a blade.
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