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Ache

wasteland

Dear Diary,

Poetry today…

 

My heart skitters within

And then there is nothing

Laughter has seeped out

Along with the heartbeat

Tears will not form

It is dry and silent within

Only whispering echoes reside.

 

Perhaps that I have broken

Will break you

Enough

To see.

Perhaps not.

 

The vast empty space

Begs for the jagged pieces to be collected and sorted

From their scattered places

Sculpted into something less fragile

Tarnished pieces discarded or polished,

New pieces brought in to fill the holes.

Beauty must be sought

Regardless of the sources

And built over time

To replace the dusty rubble and silence

That has come.

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