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On this shattered soul.
Make me remember all the reasons why;
Why I gave up.
Touch them softly; all these markings.
Scars still hurt, even after they're healed;
They run deeper than your eyes can see.
Go ahead, add to them;
I know you're daring.
Those who tried to help, only made them worse.
Gouge me deeper,
Pray on me, take what's left.
Show me your true colors.
Take a cold untrusty hand and lift it's limp body up to it's feet.
To watch her trip and let her stumble back down;
Poor bloody mess on the concrete floor,
Exposed and breaking down for you.