Time only can hide all scars, though beneath they shall remain
Growing old and tough until we decide to wash off its stain
A mark forever left behind, a painting of all that had been lost
Blood flowing under the shallow cover, victory with a cost
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Love the rhyme. I kind-of wish this was longer. It is interesting. ❤💗💕
I'm glad you enjoyed, thanks for the feedback!
This is sad but beautifully written!
Thank you!
Powerful as always!
They definitely remain, I've been washing mine and making my change. I'm sure with words and the vision like yours there's going to be a flood clearing them all so it can be seen, what time has let be forgotten but never left.
Your comments are a poetry on their own, thank you very much my friend!
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