THESE SCARS WONT GO AWAY
EITHER WILL THE PAIN
AS I SAY I LOVE YOU
I ALREADY SEE THE BLOOD
THESE SCARS ARE HERE TO STAY
SO MIGHT AS WELL PUT YOUR NAME TO ONE
EVERY SCAR HAS A STORY
EVERY SCAR HAS A NAME
EVERY SCAR WAS A BROKEN HEART
NOW LETS JUST MAKE YOUR BEFORE IT HAPPENS
I WISH IT RAIN
SO IT WOULD WASH AWAY THE BLOOD N TEARS
DON'T TELL ME YOU LOVE ME
CAUSE ITS JUST BULLSHIT
I HATE YOU
YOU WILL JUST BE ANOTHER STORY IN MY BOOK
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow, very powerful and strong with anger. very well written.