• smoked_wayfarer 9w

    Scars

    One day when I met her
    For once motion became slower
    As her hair defied the wind
    And her smile became the end.

    God took her back, ain't she the dearest.
    My heart shattered, lost some pieces of it.
    Numb and forgot how I felt anything
    As some scars always leave a mark.

    ©smoked_wayfarer