Scars of Love
Inks in the skin, that's how it begins Carved like the most perfect art, where memories spin The designs that I could vividly remember In one of December's coldest days, when love was surrender An anchor and roses, symbols of our past Emotions hit like medicines in doses that last Makes me dizzy, as my eyelids softly close Like a piece of a puzzle that's already lost, with no place to repose Let's raise a toast to the ones we once had The ones we wanted to love, but ended up so bad To moments we were glad, now faded to sad Memories of you linger, a bittersweet refrain I've had Let's keep the tattoo as a memory of our love A tragic film that replays, a heartache from above
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