Shannon H

Scared

Copyright, Shannon H

Are you scared of the blade
now you come to my aid
when im lying in a puddle of blood
you thought you were such a stud
now you know you hurt me
my soul has been set free
it started with a couple of cuts then it grew
you didn’t have a clue
you asked me to stop
you never know at that point my heart dropped
i now have so many scars
i’ve beaten the stars
i have more than you can count
wait i didn’t amount
amount to anything you wanted
now i feel haunted
by my scars that will never leave
now i see you greave
on my fresh grave!

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