scars, by Acerbated
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if you look at my arms
or at my hands
you will see white lines
and you will know
those white lines are scars
but what you dont know
is where they came from
you think they came from an animal
as in a cat or a dog
and if i am an animal
then i guess your right
but you dont know they came from me
you never will
for i say i did nothing of the sort
and you believed me
and you dont suspect differently
you wont unless i confess
but i wont
i never have
and never will
so if you ask
an animal did this
but i wont say
the animal
was me |
Posted: 2006-02-25 04:04:11 UTC |
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2006-03-21 17:38:16 | Faith |
so sad! |
2006-03-22 07:37:17 | Natalie |
I like this one very much. It is very smart indeed :) |
2006-04-27 18:00:29 | ... |
it like how you are saying about the animal is you, its a good description to use, well done x |