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Scars On My Wrists

there are so many scars on my wrists
you know damn well this wont be the last night
to spend alone....
when were you there to care
when i was scared
theres too many memories to share
just none to care
you are everywere
but nowere at all
you are just invisable to me

and when you held me close
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