Walking in my place
is a denied face.
No expression found here,
just an empty space.
Deserted and miserably numb,
the corner is where I roam.
Unsolved issues lurk my head;
no heart lies in my chest.
Only a tattered box remains,
clinging onto childhood dreams.
Drifting deeper to darkness,
wondering when it all ends.
Rewind and Erase;
Need to be repaired,
reassured that someone cares.
Fix these tortured wounds;
This place is unfair.
Never hit play,
I'm too scared.
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