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Confessionals

It's burning down  
and all that's left is ash  

history, singed  
fighting for air  
 
there's a sadness holding on  
but missed in the rubble  
is the fear  
 
fear of rebuilding  
underperforming  
building blocks destroyed  
manipulated and toyed  
 
but the crosses remain  
life will abstain  
for a moment  
until when again  
 
the bells toll  
 
it's nearly midnight  
hurry  
the confessionals are all full  
 
truth lies within the heart
 
 
Written by JusTim_
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