17. Half-Past Night, On The Edge Of Mind Poem by Eugene Issaus
17. Half-Past Night, On The Edge Of Mind
The scars have overloaded my heart
They move onto my face
Yet when I try to smile at life
They remind me of pain
Why do they have to be shown
Why making me ashamed
Yet when old wound goes, the new one is made
Another tears for another day
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