scars
i have always been hurtbut never to my weak point
where i have founf love
their is nothing else i can think of
their is a scar in the place where my heart once took a shape
a beautiful beat would leap out from my mistake
a mistake i have tried oh so hard to erase
but it stays taughting me
saying you messed up with the one you loved
the only one you were thinking of
a scar in his place and everyday it will come up to me face to face
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