Scars.A Poem by +Naomi+...I need to know if I can trust you. I need to know that you won't hurt me. My wrists are pained enough in addicting sin. My life is pushed to the edge each time. Walk with me on the trail of forgiveness. I'm sorry if I trip off the edge. Just promise not to let me fall all the way down. Grab my arm, pull me up, Never let me go.. Hold me till my pain drifts away from me. The scars live as souvenirs do. Proof of what happened. You can stop the scars from adding up, if only you cared if they did.. >.<
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10 Reviews Added on July 15, 2011 Last Updated on July 15, 2011 Author+Naomi+Chicago, ILAboutHey. I'm Naomi Williams. I'm 13 years old and have been writing since...well ever since I can remember. I tend to write some really weird poetry that usually comes out of what I'm feeling at that mome.. more..Writing
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