Scar Stories
A twig now homeless snaps
Love scar on her arm
War scar on her heart
A scar now to tell a story
War was all he ever knew
Country, thugs, and friends too
Peace always seized her
To choose a battle wisely
to fight the fight or not
Make love not war heard inside of her
PTSD was their common story
Poetry til Sun's Dawn
A peaceful home lodged within their
intertwined broken hearts
By Susan Mills
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