The scars of the past
Carry onto tomorrow
So keep your head high
And your hopes even higher
Because scars may last, even tomorrow
But some scars aren't permanent
And neither is sorrow.
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— tomorrow ; E.D
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PoetryThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
