In
some worlds, scars are stronger than…
In
some, they break easier than…
In
some worlds, they close fast…
In
some, they close slow
In
some, they never heal
Some
times there’s a lot of pain and a little blood
Others,
the life rushes out crimson, not aware till you feel the damp
They
teach
They
remind
They
brand
It’s
all damages and dried blood
Deal
or die
We
all have them
Some
just don’t tan.
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