Your skin without the scars
Is like the sky without the stars.
Your existence without its flaws
Is like the constellations are missing.
Your mind without its thoughts
Is like lungs with no air.
Your heart without its feelings
Is like music to a deaf ear.
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Inside Her Mind.
PoetryThis little bunch of poems that I am writing is 'how' I feel sometimes 'what' I feel sometimes... these are views towards life and relationships with people and all my compressed thoughts expressed.... They reflect me people I know and what they wan...
