silent battle

nausha ameenSad

Beneath the skin It feels like The flowers has wilted The sweet dreams turned into nightmares The scars started bleeding The scream is carried by the wind The heart has lost it's rhythm Yet beneath the skin There's something beautiful Hoping for tomorrow's sunshine

nausha ameen
SourceLicence:Public domain (author dedication)
Mood:
Sad
Topics:
wind, flower, scar

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