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May 2020
(Dear destiny)
Give me a thousand scars-
(Those glorious souviners of countless wars)
from sharpest of your daggers,
and I shall wear them,
with my head held high,
with utmost Pride.
Carrying them as jewels adorn,
a winsome bride.

Give me a thousand scars,
(those wounds that tear hearts apart) from most cruel of your words,
and I shall carry them,
with a smile spreading wide,
brimming eternal love.
Guarding them as leonidas did defending his honour.

Give me a thousand scars,
(thoughts that soak eyes dead)
from most cruel of your memories,
and I shall wear them ,
with my eyes gazing stars,
hiding deep sea secrets.
telling tales as Nomad wind speaks,
of emotions left behind.
Tell me your age old experiences
Written by
manas  18/M/kota
(18/M/kota)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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