Scars Poem by India Wallace

Scars



In these scars
Are weaved the screams
The tears,
The lies,
&& ripped open seams.

So lay me down,
Kiss me goodnight
&& I'll tell you their tale

The story of my life

Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: goodnight
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