In quiet contemplation...
my heart sits with sorrow
My life has turned a dark shade of grey
Regret swirls around me...
like a long lost friend
As my past creeps slowly back...I am...
Unfinished
Broken
For I've come to know my plight as such
So I rest with pen in hand,
Searching for words to convey my dismay of a life...
Unfinished
Broken
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