What's Left
By DClaire
Tue, 20 Nov 2012
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Our Joy a faint memory
Was it even real?
Can’t let go
Gradual let down
Slowly we revert and heal
Facing the truth
A growing divide
Waiting, Pushing, Striving
Futile, Too Far
Changing, Retaining
Regret
Succumbing to temptation
Disgust, Disillusion
Painful words
Pour cement into the wounds
Sealing the fate of what once was
Despite it all,
I hesitate, but
I’m still trying.
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