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Friday, October 25, 2013


A bleeding heart,
A song in my head, 
Words with no voice, 
A temple of regrets. 

A raging storm, 
A silent wanderer,
Pebbled streets,
Weathered heels.

I look back,
To see what I had,
What seemed like a lot,
Is now naught.

A past forgiven,
A lonely tree,
A weary soul,
Is laid to rest.

A resurrection,
A new me,
A new world,
A new journey.

 - Eisha

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