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The death of a dream

The key to unlocking me was buried long ago, interred in the ground with my heart.

The once exuberant, vibrant, giggling girl is replaced with ashes.

Speak softly, walk lightly, you will never be noticed.

I traipse through life never feeling, feeling everything.

Looking through eyes with blinders, scared to see what is looking back at me.

Soul corrupted and crippled, hidden behind a faÁade of indifference.

Always running from someone or something,

Never really escaping anything because you are running from yourself.

Itís a tale I tell myself, I am running from you to avoid being hurt.

Itís humorous I never let anyone inside in the first place, so how can they hurt me.

The walls are down, let the pain roll in,

Let it suffocate and drown me, no more casualties from my pain.

Leave me here with the memories of what will never be,

The love that is now gone and never to be found.

My first everything is gone forever, Iím left here bereft, lost, and empty.

I have nothing left to give and to be given.

The dance has stopped, the music is muted falling on ears unable to hear.

I keep searching, the effort an exercise in futility,

What I seek was taken long ago

There was no dominant or submissive it was just you and me, roles born from destiny.

I see your eyes, those dark beautiful eyes,

I hear your voice calling to me,

I feel your body next to mine,

I smell your scent, I look up trying to find you,

Nothing compares to when I was yours, now I belong to no one.
Written by Oliviahoney
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