Scars

Scars

A Poem by DeathHaze

Your memories are scars on my wrists, 
The blood on my white t-shirt are the thoughts of you, 
Your tears on my face are the poison to my heart, 
Your voice rips my soul out off my body,
Your Smile burns holes in to my eyes,
Your love was my Death....

© 2013 DeathHaze


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Added on June 23, 2013
Last Updated on June 29, 2013
Tags: Pain, Broken, Heart, Soul