Cuts run deep and forever.
Scars that never heal
Hearts that always bleed
Bones that always break
These are the memories,
The tattoos of life
That I carry with me
Forever
Souvenirs of hate
That I was given
By you and your dark soul
I am lost now
Wandering far from home
Running from the past
And your sharp words
That cut deeper then knives
I cannot be saved
I cannot escape
I can only run
And hope
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