We all have scars on our hearts
From the times we were hurt
Scars of people dying
Scars of being left alone
Scars haunting us of things we regret
Scars showing the pain of saying goodbye
We try to cover these scars
Hide them from the rest of the world
So no one knows the truth
Hoping that soon,
Even we won’t know the truth
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I would like to translate this poem
Idunno what to say, I love it: P. Its legit, so realistic, in my case. What is the truth. I Don't know... One of my new favrites: D. 10/10