J.I.N

The wound left on me,

Begins to ache,

Though excruciating,

I hide my trembling heart and pretend to smile,

It has been long,

It seemed like it had freezed,

The season I have been waiting for seems drifting further,

I shut the sight that sees the world,

And streams flow down from the eyes,

I have been enduring,

Tremble as the heart leaps,

Disheartening as the dampened spirit,

Everything suddenly become unclear,

When time passes by,

What will be left for me,

My  heart going to to wish for a miracle?…….

Or just a………..scar….

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