Bleeding heart
Broken soul
Lacking self control
Too precarious on this ledge
Tripping over the edge
Spiraling downward
Projecting outward
The illusion of collectiveness
Only to cover the emptiness
Buried just beneath the surface are the secrets, lies and regrets
That shadow her every step
Forcing her to recollect
Who she was
What she's lost
And all she's got left
Staring her in the face
Is the ugly truth
That tears through her bones
She's found no place
She's made no home.
Angeli Ramirez
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