Frozen

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This frozen lake,

and the sharp pine needles,

still linger like

its day one,

and the past wasn’t supposed,

to hurt ,

if you didn’t let it,

but I’ve always let it,

and tonight I am lying down,

taking a sip,

of broken stars ,

while its on my mind,

Is this all we have,

all we really are?

~ Saadia

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Marks

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Because when your demons know how to swim, heavenly fire casts them down and finally, you are free.

 

 These white scars mark me,

with who I was

when I was branded

to become who I am today,

Like the carving

on smoldering metal,

these marks reflect my past,

till this day.

~Saadia