Scars

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By <b>. QUEENIE .</b>

faint lingering white and red lines traced across my wrists and down my legs, the wind all back up and lead to one place. my heart lays a thousand tiny shards that shred my skin and then i cant really remember even how it would all begin. but the real scars they run deep they are on the inside they are all the screts that i try to keep. xoxo Ellie J

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November 22, 2005 21:53Danielle Lewis

I love this poem...It's really well thought out and simple, yet so complex....You're great

~*Danielle*~

November 25, 2005 14:33. QUEENIE .

awwh thank you so much :)

December 19, 2005 00:11Beetelgeuse

its so beautiful... in very few words

June 28, 2006 00:40. QUEENIE .

mm yes well. im usually too wordy