Scars

These scars upon my arms are there because of you. You never thought that what you did would hurt me, but look what youâ??ve made me do! This secret that I hold inside is way to much to bear. No one seems to notice it, or really even care.. How am I supposed to go on like this when all I do is cry? Everyday I wish and pray that I could just die. But Iâ??ll continue to suffer silently, slowly drowning in my ocean of despair. I only wish someone would look at me and really, truly care!

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