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Nov 2017
You are a skeleton
Of the person you were
Your bones so prominent
Your dreams so faded
My fingers are too worn
By the rain and by the smoke
To mend your fractured pieces
And the promises you broke
I won't fall again
Or stumble
I won't lay down and rot with you
Written by
Amy
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   spacewalker
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