Scars shouldn't be concealed.
They are the remnants
Unfurling your every past
Imprinted on your beauteous body
And your rarity heart.
Let the weary eyes behold them
And the longing heart feel them.
Paodon.
YOU ARE READING
The Afterthoughts
Poetry"The Afterthoughts", is a room where I bottle up my cursory thoughts, hidden from the realm I am existing and presenting it to the world where I yearn to fit (bookish world).
