Steep canyon walls, trapping thoughts within them,
echoing calls as they are being cried and yelled
into the voyage of a distant dimension.
Alone, unafraid, reaching a destination of time as
life moves forward into a silent corner of earth
tonight.
Pieces of a heart, left tattered on floors of love,
to be stepped on by those who no longer care.
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