Within these walls,
Self involved. Who hears my fall?
A act of sadness,
Or perhaps in madness.
Your love will see me through.
Act of silence are to be reviewed.
Distant from my heart.
A moment in time to reflect,
Neglected actions to we now forget.
A feeling not yet met.
Swirling ripples flow in every direction,
A mesmerizing invitation.
If you insist,
Who am I to resist?
Love will see me through this sharpened pain,
Illuded marks now remain.
Who here will remember my name?
Nothing will ever be the same...
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