Love Quote #6793210
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I quiet like the way your scars look. The way they seem to shine.

  I quiet like the way your scars look.

  The way they seem to shine.

  I quite like the way your scars feel.

  The was the seem to stand.

  I quite like the way your scars taste.

  When they're pressed upon my lips.

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KarlaKutsWithKrayons

posted June 14, 2013 at 8:33am UTC tagged with love, depression, suicide, scars, inspirational

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