trauma

images

of pain

keep recurring

.

bandages

from wounds

keep opening

.

a youth

of promise

went crumbling

.

I found

my dreams

dissipating

.

a lens

so tiny

keep flashing

.

a trauma

a weeping

a stealing..

.

no friends

no greeting

all lashing

.

my heart

once boisterous

went crumbling..

.

.

.

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