Eraser marks on my heart,
trying to erase these scars.
Time and time again things fade to black,
leaving you how you are.
I remember the fight just as if it had happened yesterday,
Everything had been going good;
everything was okay.
Even though everything was wrong-it was real.
I erase my scars one by one, just so i can feel.
 
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