the crimson pool gathers beneath
the mannequin's empty eyes
a single ray of sunlight
now exposes the disguise
as darkness slowly fades away
the veiled truth exposed
the silent breath still lingers on
another poor, lost soul
we may never understand
the reasons why
though we may try so hard
we shuffle through the
faded photographs
of the memory graveyard
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Memory Graveyard
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