Scars
Scars never heal
They make you wanna eat less meals
Bruises just multiply
Until they make you want to die
Summer came
Her scars were what kept her tame
Die became her favorite word
Until someone swooped in like a bird
Saving her like an angel
Until she was no longer mangled
To my angel: panic_its_kay
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