United States
42° 31' 24.0348" N, 71° 44' 18.6828" W

Love bleeds red

Hearts are made of stone

Not every scar is seen but every scar is known


Scars are my life's story wriiten on my arms

Scars inside and out

Torn to pieces by lies, loss and doubt


Thats something i'm getting past and others should too

Scars are pretty until they ruin you

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