I want my wounds
To heal,
To be a scar,
To vanish.
So
I keep on touching
And taking care of it
Love can cure everything!
Why not a scar.
As I took care of it
Day and night
It grew deeper
And uglier
Slowly
It got so deep
I did not know it's cure
It hurt
Then I was in despair
I left it alone
It became smaller
And smaller, and vanished
It hurt
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A Sunflower In The Dark || Poetry Collection ||
Poetry"Don't let the fear of what could happen, make nothing happen" Poems on love with a mixture of ecstasy and sorrow . Some will be dumb , some won't . Welcome to my land of imagination . Now you have been conspired by the wattpad universe to end up h...
