Scars

A Poem by Zion

It's been a while

Since the gun touched

My hand to my forehead

All I can hear is screams

They never end

Making scars that will never mend

I decide

That it's not my time

Maybe tomorrow

In the end

We die with tomrrows dreams

We die from todays desires

We die from yesterdays sorrows

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Added on February 28, 2012
Last Updated on February 29, 2012

I love writing lyrics, most are dark and some are not. I love animals, my friends are family, and I am not easily known. more..

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