Filling In The Holes.

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it starts with no warning

no premonition given

for my imminent mourning

the days drag onward

with no sympathy spared

for the heart now tortured

the holes now claim

every part of the person

that once had my name

they are relentless in virtue

mauling and changing me into

something new, someone new

the heart does break

but the tears i erase

no more will you take

you once left marks and scars

but now only steel bars

can fill your sinister memoir

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it's been a while since i posted, so i'm hoping this is okay...

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