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What Do You See?
The only thing i see is
Black,
Red,
And scars.
It surrounds my body
Like a cloak over my eyes,
But it's all over my arms.
They are indented into my skin,
Never to leave
And always there to torment me.
My arms,
They sting.
They cry out in agony
From the scars
But I still make more,
Because it makes me mind...
Sane.
This poem is about:
Me