Monday, October 03, 2005

I hope this scars

When she fell, she fell fast and hard
Skidding through nights, picking up shards

But summer nights never last til dawn
When the sun came up, a piece of her was gone

She lay there broken, unsure of what to do
Her heart was young and almost brand new

Mama picked her up, friends dusted her off
She stepped forward; the grass was soft

She turned with the world, but kept her eyes to the stars
Said under her breath, "I hope this scars."

Scars are true, honest and real,
Shows you've been hurt, but prooves you can heal

She misses that wound, open no seal
Sure, it was pain, but at least she could feel...

She could hide away, robbed of her prime
But she holds her head up, says, "I'll spend my time."

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