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Purple Rain Aug 2016
The pulsation of a broken heart

Tears me apart

The encouragement of none

Not even from a loved one

I step with my crippled heart

My horrific memories scattered among my feet

I Inhale the thoughts of defeat

Before take my first breath

My eyes drop tears beneath me

I wave my arms to the distance

No one sees

I dial the number

But no call is received

I use every ounce of strength within

To go above and beyond

My will voice be heard

For it will not be long

— The End —