Broken Path

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My chapters are short, but my story is long.

I've written the lyrics but lost the song.

I'm filled with the memory, though I'm certain to forget.

They pretend I don't exist, as though we have not met.

I allowed the flow of useless tears,

thinking that hope would never come near.

My heart and soul began to rust,

from the dagger of mistaken trust.

Darkness consumed, I lost the light,

Fear condemned, I lost the fight.

For as long as I live I shall remember the day,

when God mended my path and sent me on my way.

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