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Nothing left in the concrete

My concrete dried beneath regret, No footprints left just silhouettes. I scream through porcelain but cracks don't form— Just echos of a lifetime; body-worn An engine heart with rusted gears Still grinding through regretful years I've calcified to the point where nothing grows; A statue dried; yet it sank inside an undertow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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Date: 5/29/2025 7:46:00 PM
Very beautiful- I really like your concept for this poem, well done....ooxx :)
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Date: 5/30/2025 8:22:00 AM
Thank you! Lots of emotions running through me as of late. A.S.

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