The Scars Of My Wallowing Sorrows.

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The pain of living to see another day
Bringing back my past memories, they turn grey
The scars left behind from my lost spirit
Plays the song of my broken heart, to my lyrics.

I’ve never seen darker nights
Prying its way through, to the open lights
Trying to stop wallowing in my sorrows
Trying to look forward to tomorrow.

Better days lie ahead
This writer leaves her bed
Remembering the scars of her wallowing sorrows…





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