Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Unforgiven

Scars are vultures
They linger around for my death
To tear me apart in  decay
The streets never embraced
The pain and the sorrow
Of a life spend in the mute pursuit
Of something richer
Time changes
New dawns arrive unabated
The moon and the sun
Locked in a constant race
It rains in summers
But the scars never washes off
A constant reminder of hurt
Eating my soul away each day

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