I am a Man with a scar....
and a scar with a story....
Time can heal my wounds
but it leaves a scar behind.....
They take me back to the blurred past...
which is fading out in time....
i live those moments in my memories....
and keep the wounds alive....
My past gave me my scar...
and this is my only asset.....
I walk through the time fast...
but memories dont last....
They will live with me...
as a scar....
some time they make me weak...
some times they give power
Past is like a old friend....
who knows everything....
and can make you feel different bout the same thing...
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