Memory

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by white, Mar 27, 2009.

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  1. white

    white Well-Known Member

    Looking at the past,
    Reminiscing on the disaster,
    Look down to my wrist.
    Counting back on the scars,
    Remembering from whom and what the cause.
    Looking for my knife,
    About to make another memory.
    For this scar is different from the rest.
    Its deeper than the others.
    Hopefully my last scar, which will never heal.
     
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    :hug:
     
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