Pictures

Do you understand,
What I'm going through?
Must I draw you a picture?
I've drawn you one before.
It was an unusual picture,
One you've never seen before.
It was drawn on my arm,
With a piece of metal.
Leaving scars behind, as a Constant reminder,
Of what's happened.
Of how i feel.
Now here it goes,
I'm drawing you a new one.
This time it features you,
And everything you've done to me.
Please don't try to stop me,
Or my pen will go deeper.
Deeper than it needs to be.





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