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[awesomelychill]

Every cut, every mark, leaves a scar on my skin.
And it first it hurts and at first it bleeds
But it scabbes and it dries and it flakes and it heals
And it shows when its gone, like you show on my heart.
And my soul isn't broke its just sore and its hard
It will heal within time it will scab it will dry.
It will all become better even tho it will show.
till I die, till I'm deep, till I'm Gone or I'm old
It will show like the cuts and the marks on my soul.
It will show in my eyes, in my heart, tho its cold.