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Yesterday's Sorrows.
Scars, torn from the cuts of years
burn across your cheeks
rip tracks across the skin, carving
their memorial with falling tears.
Unquiet souls no peace to win
with wounds that seek the blood
of sorrows. No future step that can
begin when bound in heart
to lost tomorrows.
Torturously deep and
Torturously deep and beautifully sad dark. Great write. Hugs Ss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thank you so much, this one
Thank you so much, this one has been nominated for next year's poetry anthology, by another group I am with, I'm hoping it will make the grade :-) Sue. Xx