A look at a damaged soul
Cluttered with words that will never be spoken,
Battered trust that forever is broken.
An aching heart that yearns for feeling,
A sense of joy that leaves the soul reeling.
An anger that's blinding but never shows,
A torrent of thoughts that never slows.
Cluttered with words I wish could be heard,
Battered trust that remains undisturbed.
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