The marks left on my skin
The ones I call the marks of shame
Are nothing compared to the fear I've seen
I now call them shadows of blame
The marks left on my skin
Are the reflection of what I used to be
In fact, something becoming nothing
They remind me what its like to be looking pity
The marks left on my skin
That made me lose more then one friend
Because sometimes I still feel the craving
I,m still walking on sinking sand
The marks she left on my skin
We are the only ones to know the meaning
Sadly, today does not mean a thing
Except that it was based on lying
The marks you left on my skin
As much as the ones while we're fucking
Is the only emblem,
from my life to death,
I will bring
Charles Vagabond
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