66. Scars of yours

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I can't remember anything about you.
I can't remember the sound of your voice
Even if I'm trying to,
I know it's not the right choice.

Because who would like to remember
These sharp words that escaped your mouth.
On and on untill I surrender
For I'm weak, I have no doubt.

I can't remember the way
Your laugh lighted up the room
I can't remember what game
We used to play too.

But I remember the origin of every scar
You left on my skin
And I remember that you are now far
Away from me.

And it still hurts.

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