The heart breaks, memories speak,
Tears trace the path again,
No stranger to the pain within.
Every drop that trails the cheek,
Wets the skin as the heart cries,
Scars ignite, screams of ache unite,
The circle of life, the wheel is not aligned.
You crave for the touch,
You await that hug,
You want to rest your head,
You feel the need to heal.
But when you open your eyes,
Blinded by the watery sight,
A mirage you see, a dream breaks,
You begin to feel the pain again.
What you lack, you think aloud,
Why were you left out cold outside,
You feel the love you want to give,
Locked away in an iron vault again.
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