Old Scars

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Old scars seem to to glow

Reminder of the hurt I once followed

Fear controlled my every breath

And took all my hope I had left

Blood and tears mixed each time

I killed to hurt and committed crime

Would you love me for centuries

Or drown in all my worries

Would you love me even then

Or would you leave me in the end?

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