Myself

Each night, I sit with my fears
Match their finger tips with mine
Weave a bond that makes me tremble.
So strong, it fills my hollow insides.
I want to remember what love felt like,
For now, there is only a sense of duty
Towards people who cut me a thousand times.
I am beyond reach now,
Treading alone in lands of no shadows.
I miss seeing even the dry leaves.
We walk on paths to reach our end
I am moving in circles within myself.
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~insight07
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