Monday, 14 June 2010

Alive

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I have scars and blood and flesh
I know the score of life
the mirror was never hidden from view
I feel the disgrace you grow

weakness isnt a cut
the skin is torn and i bleed it
who cares for the reason
I watch beauty divide

I never hated your battle scars
for me? I have none
don't hold my wrists and scream
I'm just living, I feel alive
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