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Fading Scars

Poetry By: KCNiemi

This is something I wrote about my former state of mind before my family got me on track.

Submitted:Oct 22, 2012    Reads: 39    Comments: 17    Likes: 9   


My Mind Was Tortured,

My Body Was Worn.

The Choice To Live Or Die

Had My Heart Torn.

When Asked About Scars,

I Would Only Lie.

My Darkest Secret;

My Deepest Regret.

The Motivation To Breathe

Began To Weaken.

Eternal Darkness Eased My Battered Soul.

But Family Kept My Thoughts From Finding Rest;

Kept Me Going To Pass This Test.

Now The Tunnel Had A Light.

Never Again Would I Lose This Fight.


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