Scars The wounds are deep. I hide it all with a smile, A smile that I wish I could keep. Under my sleeve is where they hide. Wishing I didn't have to feel this pain, Pushing the blade to my wrist as I cried I know forever these scars will remain. I'm trying to put the feelings aside. Hiding it so that his pride doesn't gain, And to think it was all because he lied. I'm stuck with these scars all my #life, The pain is unbearable but I still smile. He said one day he'll make me his wife We were happy but all the while; He had stabbed me in the back like he had a knife.
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