AN:A nice little short poem about Scar's feelings.
Disclaimer:I do not own FMA.
Everything use to be fine
Our people were strong and kind
We worked the land
And made gold out of the sand
But we were abandoned by fate
Then came the wicked dogs of the state
My brother went insane
And our people went through great pain
They wiped us out in a single night
To see your country fall is a scary sight
I promised I'd kill them,no matter where they are
Because I can never forget my unseen scar
