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Walls filled with memories of yesteryears galore
A painted rugged picture I’d never seen before
Regretful ignorant actions portrayed on display
Of a remorseful shallow entity induced to betray

Trinkets, awards and certificates also nil to show
Of activities and achievements as you watched me grow 
Photographs are missing, no proof on hand to confirm
A struggling distraught adolescent; no conscious left to affirm 

Was I ever special to you or was I simply just another face
For my wall of space seems empty; was I that much of a disgrace?
I walked the Hall of memories in search of one positive set
But all I found was disappointment and a shameful recurring regret

So I bow my head and look down at the straps upon my heels
Never glancing upwards, humiliated by what the hall revealed
A non existent being with a past so invisibly out of sight
A disgraceful putrid portrait of bitterness and infinite contrite  

As I walk The Hall of Shame, dreadfully longing for the end
Taste of dishonor overwhelming my soul as you continue to condescend 
Then I saw a beautiful ray of light and a loving hand did then appear
Guiding me thru this empty past; my humiliations seeming to disappear

As he softly takes me by the hand and begins to take the lead
My fingertips still search the walls for any past accommodating deeds
For one swift moment I saw a glimpse of my previous glorious days
The Hall of Shame disappearing; finally recognizing my talented displays

© Stacy Lynn Stiles

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