Makers continue on with life
slamming past the fast life
leaving only shadows of
darkness and tears of sadness..

Makers sing there own songs
alone, hidden, away from loves
of long ago, dreams uplifts
the struggles who have drowned
in self-pity..

Makers, complete the cycle
to a full circle, nothing left
only shallow smiles from
yesterdays memories..

Walls building, never losing
control, laughter does not
exist from inside, only that
hidden dream that was, now
gone, drifting away like a
soft whisper in time..



By Derena
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