Senses
What are Senses?
A sense of touch
A sense of smell
A sense of faith.
What happens when they are gone?
Scattered to the wind
Weathered by the storm
Coming up empty.
What do we do then?
Start from scratch
Back to the drawing board
Turning over that leaf.
Will we ever be the same?
Time is indifferent
Wounds will heal
Scars remain.
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Ali K | Year Posted 2014
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