Nail marks Instead of blades If Blood does not gush Scars can not form On the delicate skin covering a broken soul And no one suspects You are falling apart All over again
It is easier to plaster a smile When you remember what it is like To have air go through your lungs Easier to contain the tears When you know the waterfalls Can drown Victims
There is no way in hell Another person is going down in the trenches With you because You forgot to bring a rope
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