Am I mad
To fear to trust
To remind myself not to
By wearing scars of past
Etched in my heart
Shown on me
Am I mad
~N
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Waves
PoetryThese waves can only be painted with the brush of words, the people only being washed away in this unfathomable sea. ~N [#5 in Poetry on 8/2/18]
Mad
Am I mad
To fear to trust
To remind myself not to
By wearing scars of past
Etched in my heart
Shown on me
Am I mad
~N
