Scars
Your like a scar,
Always going to far.
The cuts you give me,
Last forever.
They are a daily reminder,
In how much of a person you where.
You came Sweet,
You left sour.
I was locked in a tower,
Away from the world.
While your out,
Selling yourself.
You are not worthy,
Of thee,
To have better deeds.
But like always,
Deep cause,
Deep scar.
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