Scars

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  • Love Scars

    Scars

    You gave me strength
    Then took it away
    I gave you my heart
    And you throw it away
    You let me believe you could give me stars
    When all you gave me were those scars
    I let myself think you would care for my heart
    When all you did was tear it apart
    Well its over I'm done and through
    Keep my heart it belongs with you

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    Deana’s Poems (4)

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