Saturday, July 2, 2011

A scar

surrounds, as I look
into the unforgettable
past, and never ending
flow of memories
times of laughter and
but nothing feels the same
promises gone in vain
lost thoughts scribbled back
to life in words
that fill up the empty
paper of pain,
with a face with tears stained eyes
and a heart with scars that never heal
a scar, a gift

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