"... they turn me ugly."
Everything is burning,
an ice cold fire that licks me alive,
scorching me, marking me.
Scars marring my insides,
running down my arms,
turning me ugly.
What else is there to say?
Nothing can undo my mistakes,
and nothing can erase the pain.
I am alone,
left by those I loved,
I am all alone.
an ice cold fire that licks me alive,
scorching me, marking me.
Scars marring my insides,
running down my arms,
turning me ugly.
What else is there to say?
Nothing can undo my mistakes,
and nothing can erase the pain.
I am alone,
left by those I loved,
I am all alone.
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