Out Of Love Poem by Nick Kler

Out Of Love



It must have been
A while ago
I got a deep seated scar
So pleasantly marked
Upon my left forearm

Someone dug their nails
So deep inside of me
As if, marking their love for me
And there they stay
Three straight lines
So perfectly marked

I guess, I'll be carrying em
Forever with me
All the way
to my grave

Nick Kler

Friday, October 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: epical,life,love,memories
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