We Are Poem by mark bowdidge

We Are



we are his worst night mare
we take away his ego
the only thing he has; he cant show
because of us
everyone will know who mark is
we'll show them
when he shows us
please do not stare
for fact mark does still care
-we are the many scars of mark bowdidge

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