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Perfect Scars

Body to Soul; Soul to Skin

By Justine ZamoraPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I dream of days,

Where scars will fade,

To find the voice,

And lead the way.

Channels of doubt,

Pillows of tears,

O how she longs,

To fight her fears.

Voices afar,

Creeping within,

Thinning her veins,

Cutting the skin.

Imperfect hair,

Imperfect skin,

Glowing from

Her scars within.

Her perfect scars,

Patched from within,

Ear to ear,

Chin to chin.

How I long to be,

At peace with me,

To see the scars,

And set me free.

Resting eyes,

Beautiful soul,

The silence seeps,

Reigniting her glow.

Her perfect scars,

Patched within,

Body to Soul,

Soul to Skin.

08 - Sept - 2018

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Justine Zamora

| London |

Writing is the voice of my soul. I hope these words echo through your Universe, as they do through me...

https://www.instagram.com/_iamzamora/

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