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scars
telling stories.
lining my body.
screaming for attention.
love
hate.
pain.
they scream.
a secret..
like a locked attic door.
no ones suppose to know whats beyond it.
noone pays enough attention.
to ever relize
whos broken..
whos shattered.
and whos just far far beyond help all together.





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ceejayy said...
Feb. 6, 2013 at 3:22 am
Its been several years yet the scars still remain, shes ashamed at how weak she stood against herself, not a piece of flesh untouched, not a limb unwounded by the destruction of her insecurity, her body a shrine of abuse and regret, but she looks deeper now, and encounters something she wasnt aware she possessed, STRENGTH, she was strong enough to defeat the longing she felt to cause destruction to an already marred soul.
 
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