When I look at my wrists
I see the scars
Of past hurts
And past quarrels
I wonder why they linger there
To haunt my every move
And every dare
Those who look at me with fear
Look deeper and be glade
I am still here
Still here for my friends in pain
Still here as I hold my friend
My friends with no name
Some have left me here alone
But I look the sky and hope they know
I live my life to fulfill their dreams
And I bare my scars
To remind me to live
For life is too precious
And because I know
How to live for the dead
I can look up and smile
For every scar does heal.
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