Old pain
starts infringing.
Old scars
still are singeing.
A new life
starts unhinging.
New tears
for an old day.
No mercy
comes our way.
Oh the games
our minds play.
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Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie 
Echoes of my own mind…
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i see someone trying to move on but can’t give up the past..poignant words
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Thanks for visiting…
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