U are like the scar on my right knee/ a wound forced upon bcause I was all way's looking 4 instant gratification/ as I rode my skate board down that hill on my belly/ testing fate or just plain crazy/ This scar leave's it's memories/ like a stain/ like a....last kiss/ last touch/ it's impression is ingrained in my skin/ like mixing honey w apple cider/ it's bitter sweet/ cause even though that rush was exciting/ my wound tell's me I should have known better/ Because now you are like the scar on my right knee, just below the knee cap/a wound that haven't completely healed yet/
SweetNess
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