Scars

I’m out of kindness, out of compassion, thoughtfulness and joy

The happy soul that once lived here is tired & used like an old toddler’s toy

My heart is beating fast, my blood is boiling, my tears are a waterfall

I thought maybe love would save us, but I guess that’s not the case at all

There’s no solution for the pollution that lives inside my mind

The only thing I have left to look forward to is the life I carry and in him there’s love I will find..

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