I can see your age underneath
all that pain, its like a moving
star that shows up every week
or month, its a warning, a full
moon, a time to reflect on the
whats, whats.and whos, whos.
A time to peal away all the
dead skin, and show the
world, what dosnt kill you
makes you stronger.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem like it, a great write.