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Deep Indigo Scars

LETTURE 92
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LETTURE 92
Voti 27
Parti 86
Tempo 1h 7m

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Scars that still remind me of those wounds,
I try to hide them with a scarf for it could,
Hide every part of the shame I feel,
It would hide every part of the mistakes I did.
Those Scars reflect the wounds running down deep.

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Welcome to the second book in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Collections Series. 
I am Luna Arsyn, the poetess behind the words in these pages, I hope you have a good stay here and enjoy the poems.

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