#58
Its not a scar nor open wound
But it freezes my heart
Its not a day for tears
Yet eyes fill on its own
Streams never flow
For you wont want it
Your fingers caress
My cheeks spreading love
Gone are those days
Still ,replays fill me warmth
Forever you will be,
A memory with beautiful moments
Cherished and guarded like a rare gift ...
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