There are more scars on my arms than stars in the sky.
There are more scars on my arms after i argue with you.
There are more scars on my arms when i remember what you did.
There are more scars on my arms when i wake in the morning.
There are more scars on my arms day by day.
There are more scars on my arms before you can say, 'dirty'.
There are more scars on my mind than stars in the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
From arm a sudden twist to mind, good poem well concluded.But your indignation well presented.