Down inside is aching
cobwebs and shadows hide
parts of me lay bleeding
parts will not survive.
Pain never acknowledge
Innocent stored, but scarred
cold against the cement
so beautiful, but marred.
All the broken promises
the love that I cant feel
stored here, and forgotten
hurt time can never heal.
Molded now, and wasted
the dream I can not hold.
mixed up with the memories
of grief so very old.
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