Scars, by *Dark*Surrounding* Subscribe to rss feed for *Dark*Surrounding*

She stares into the silence
her story is one untold
she tries to fight the pain
but its just to much to hold

The blade touches the skin
and it cuts in deep
blood runs down her arm
but the shelter doesnt keep

the blade cuts in deeper
and the pain is almost gone
she smiles to herself
as she finally moves on
Posted: 2010-03-27 05:30:03 UTC

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