Rusted Chains

One cannot just simply Replace The salty tears or scattered pieces That once contained a heart. One cannot just simply Reconstruct The fallen home or forgotten wishes Withholding a haven of wonder and Bittersweet reminiscence. One cannot just simply Prosper When this world has once again come to an Abrupt halt The smiles and sentiments have refrained from spinning and The images have stopped moving. Where there was once laughter Now lies an empty silence. Where there was once life Now lies an empty body. Everything that binded her in rusted chains Escaped from her desperate grasp and now She Is only a memory.

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