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After All

After all is said and done
Broken dreams are all that's left
Cracked and shattered
Dark and cold
Each ounce of my soul
Falls from grace
Gone are the days where
Hope keeps me alive
I take each day
Just as necessary
Keeping my distance from
Love, life, happiness
My flame has died
Never to be relit
Over it I have securely
Placed a thick, black shroud
Quietly dying
Resurrected no more
Suffering is over
True love is but a dream
Unavailable to me
Visciously taunting me
With it's very presence in the world
Xyloid is my heart
Yearning for a use, yet having
Zero function after it is burned

~Vauren Davidson~