Invisible Scars

There are scars all around,but none which you can see;for all of life’s strange markingsare deep inside of me. The voices cry out loudly,their sound is seldom heard;and yet I hear them clearly,can remember each and every word. The numbers are growing rapidly,I can see it in their eyes;the sadness cannot be hiddenbeneath the myriadContinue reading “Invisible Scars”

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