Withered down sickled skin,
Layers paved my way,
Stricken down got back up,
Scars create my faith,
Fizzled dreams dropped my tears,
Eyes just stay alive,
Stepping over every stone,
Life becomes defined,
Seeing what I never saw,
Feeling where I am,
I love this path I follow,
Creating where I stand
Very nice. Simple and well written. Please check out my poems if you get a chance. Thanks!
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This is so great! Every line holds meaning and the rhythm is impeccable.