I remember the good ol' days
The days without these scars
The sun shone bright out in the world
Twinkle twinkle little star
Tears I cry alone at night
The fights and words we yell
I hide the scars so easily now
living in this hell
My hope is gone
My smile fell through
It's all gone now
everything I thought I knew
The blood flows freely
with a true free might
The blade slips through my skin.

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