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Rated: E · Poetry · Family · #1393529
Dealing with blaming myself for her death. Shame and blame.
I hang my head in shame.
I have failed you once again.
Guilty is the verdict
In these walls I'm bound.
I welcome the darkness
within it I am found.

I am left with these wounds.
These wounds are left with me.
This was your decision.
This is what you created for me.

Empty tunes of melody memories.
You wanted this too be.
I am the one that is blamed.
I am the one that is broken now.
I hang my head in shame.
You, on the pedestal of fame.
The people we became
the memories we made.

Counting, the drops of rain.
Making me go insane.
Juices overflowing
Inside my head.
Overwhelming, intensing dread.
Of what lies ahead
now that your dead.
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