My Scars Reveal

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By Broken-Hearted Angel.

My scars reveal, a tempered child, who’s will to live, is meek and mild. My wretched life, full of heartache and fear, a thunderous rage, that no one can hear. My scars reveal, a loss of control, my happiness and joy, buried in some hole. An ugly mind, entangled with frustration, a broken heart, no desire or determination.

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