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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