Sunday, February 19, 2017


Scars may be visible
The marks of past aggression
Words of confession
Written on the skin
That was once thrown in a bin
Feet can venture far
Run Run away 
From this madness
Leave it all behind
Not a trace Not a sign
Keep going.... Don't stop.
Drink another drop
Again and Again
Let it numb the pain

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