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RRD May 2015
There is no life left here
Just the hollow roar of emptiness
These bitter bones tremble in the lonely howl
of a barren soul
Broken, withered to dust
The shape of what once was
What used to be but never again
Charred shadows of the past
Dried up and blown into memory
Nothing left to give
But to give up the ghost
Put away the haunting
Of what will never be
Pull up the anchor from the shores of yesterday
Float it away on a new day's current
Press on, forward
Ever forward into the breaking light
Of something more

— The End —