Scars

by Graham   Apr 15, 2005


Scars so deep, stick out from my pale skin
Shooting pain from my arms where I slice away
Beautiful scars from all this time of cutting
Every night I want to chop all of my pain away

Shoot me down, and pick me up
I'll never stop using my razor blade
I was born to live and I live to cut
Until I die, my scars will never fade

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