#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every pain, every fear
Every person who came my way...
And left me with scars that don't heal Sorrows and worries that don't leave
Noises that makes me scream
Sleepless nights, with no sleep
My old book, holds it all.

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