An avalanche ~ of scarsA Chapter by Dr. YumnaKayExperimental PoetryAn avalanche ~ of scars My days are unmarked but I have thorns, still, in places which no longer hurt. With nights spent, drenched in cold sweetness of your absence; a mere memory, in places which no longer hurt. And this heart, an avalanche ~ of scars; perished.
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9 Reviews Added on May 21, 2018 Last Updated on August 4, 2018 AuthorDr. YumnaKayGlasgow, Scotland, United KingdomAbout|Dentist| |Poet| |Writer| |Realist| |Enthusiast| |Eccentric| |Egocentric| |Anti-social| |INTJ| |Cancerian| more..Writing
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