touching me

November 25, 2014 at 2:50 pm 6 comments

~

touching my heart

means

touching my scars.

if

touching my scars

means

running away,

then

so be it…

~

~

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6 Comments Add your own

  • 1. bluepassionbrightlife  |  November 25, 2014 at 3:39 pm

    Beautifully written! 🙂

    Reply
    • 2. words4jp  |  November 25, 2014 at 4:25 pm

      Thank you so very much. And thank you for visiting and hanging out;)

      Reply
  • 3. Paul Handover  |  November 25, 2014 at 5:52 pm

    They are always beautifully written!

    Reply
  • 4. Naughty Poet  |  November 25, 2014 at 6:00 pm

    I’ve always liked poetry with scars as a topic. Scars are meant to be caressed, not to be frightened by.

    Reply
  • 5. MichelleMarie  |  November 27, 2014 at 4:50 am

    Run like a big damn baby! Sorry! I had to get that out!

    Reply
    • 6. MichelleMarie  |  November 27, 2014 at 4:51 am

      oops that just slipped out of nowhere! LOL

      Reply

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