My tears are mixed with great amounts of pain, it leaves burns on my face.
Burn marks, birth marks, birth of marks, hurt marks, these are my ‘how I survive’ marks
Bitched down and messed up,
Not one pill
could pillow my ache.
My tears are mixed with great amounts of pain, it leaves burns on my face.
Burns that look to circulate healing, I only douse myself in hopefulness.
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