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Scars

Just a Short Poem

By Alex BrownPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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What if I could tell you how I feel?

What if I could expose all of my scars to you?

Would you reckon that my pain is real.

What if my admiration for you was the cure.

My scars are from the broken heart you commenced.

Made of claw marks, that have ravaged my soul.

My heart in no way will ever be the same.

The bathroom mirror is what I am distant from.

Seeing myself gives me trepidation.

What I did to me and you, has the capability to never be forgotten.

You left me to die alone.

In the obscurity.

But still my scars yearn to be loved by you.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Alex Brown

Hi my name is Alex. I am 18 years old and I am a big fan of poetry its my strong suit. I hope you like them

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