Scars on her arms

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I know a girl

With scars

All down her arms

Her eyes were washed over

Her hair cut jagged

Her laughter was

Frighting

I know a girl

With scars

All down her arms

Some of which

Are red and raw

Others

Are brown and old

Her skin was so fair

Sometimes at night

I think of this girl

And wish to send her hope

To end her pain

– writingdilegently

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