i just need to know what i did wrong

i'll never find out why i've been separated

separated from the living breath

the lie and truth of the death

landscape of burning fires and houses

where everything always breaks

i don't have what it takes

what it takes to be alive

alive like the rest

the rest of society

i look underground

6ft below

below where t...

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The hands of time tick slowly by

as dawn breaks in a new day.

A nightmare reality of

the receding night lies marked,

like so many fading stars,

in the shattered glass on the floor.

Silken shards of sorry souls,

their lives now trapped

in a dream of what was then,

what is now and

what should never have been.

Each broken image,

a moment in time captured

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