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The Scar On My Hand

I wrote this poem a few days after i carved a square unto my hand because of my pissed of mood towards the world

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The scar on my hand it really did hurt

They thought it meant nothing
They don't undersatnd

They think I need help
To help save myself

The scar on my hand it really did hurt

It was meant for one thing
And one thing alone

It was meant for the pain
The pain in my heart

The scar on my hand it really did hurt

I thought it would fill
The hole in my life

The hole meant for love
Which i needed lots of

The scar on my hand it really did hurt

I thougth it would help
Give me the answers

It just gave me questions
To think of at night

For it really did hurt, The scar on my hand