The End
by Tracie

Candid in time... 
an emptiness holds
the sound of my dreams 
where no one can go.

I trusted at once... 
unveiled I was lost 
I hold truths to myself
as so not to hurt.

I blame not for anything 
I feel just the same..
I run like a lion 
yet howl like the wind.

For here I sit and seek 
the pain to end.

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