There's no blood anymore,
Yet scars are still shown.
I wonder will these scars heal
or forever sore.
My tears still fall
And the pain is still there.
Have you wondered where these scars are from?
Honestly, I don't know where.
There is no reason for my scars to hide.
I did this because I did too much, I tried.
Inside, I already died.
Tears, I can no longer cry.
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99 Poems
Poetrya compilation of poems that i've written. it may be about love, hate, regret or any other feelings you can feel in a lifetime. these poems are poems written by a non-proffessional poet so feel free to comment/fan/vote or critique my works. and just...
