Memories Of My Past Poem by Hadyn Rodriguez
Memories Of My Past
Scars remind me that my past was real,
like the sight of you and the scent of beer.
I’ll never hate anything more:
you are everything that I can't ignore.
These scars remind of the truth…
what was God thinking when he made me from you?
i will never suffer this fate again,
I’ll never become this thing I hate.
The scars remind me of where I’m from
and of the thing I’ll never become i hope.
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