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May 2018
All that we are


These are my thoughts;
Your interpretation is your own.
What am I but naught?
We are not alone.


Love is in ashes,
Too broken to fix.
Multiple cures have been attempted;
This is all there is.


Beauty without,
Darkness inside.
I have no doubt,
You took my pride.


Burn it all away;
Tear it apart.
Today is not just another day
And this is not the start.


Now and forever,
Lost in the dark.
Thoughts sent to never;
All that we are.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey
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