Moments of hits and scratches
Burns from fire and hot ashes
On faces, skins and upon the head
Hidden in hairs
Scars placed by incidents
Strongly reside
As the permanent postmen
Of the memories of memories
Books of the antique age
Moments of hits and scratches
Burns from fire and hot ashes
The wounds placed upon the body
Forever to tell stories of some dead living
And some strong now lightened heavy burdens
This SCAR too, so great
Greater than the rest I've got
THIS lies not upon my skin,
But upon the heart, locked deep in emotion
THIS SCAR, so great
That I still feel it in me
Though soon its MARK will fade
But upon the pages of my heart will it reside
This SCAR! Soon you shall be a scar.
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