A heart wrapped slender in barbed desire
A trick of words spilt on wonton tongue
Half truths and denial litter sentences that mean nothing
Left to rot amongst the discarded souls
Little left for the eye to imagine
A life lived in hateful shadows
Ruminates upon reliving again
Scars that envelope a hearts living
Breath for the self sustains only a single heartbeat
Little else grows in a life less filled with sun
Cut out and again in an breath of one
Hurt is filled in the one less loved
Growth is suppressed as a step is backwards
Into the shadow of the lightless sun
Actions that cut scarring new skin
I close my eyes wishing to cease seeing
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