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Footprints

I cannot face this world
Or breathe just one more time
Thoughts of life fall away
Memories of what once were
Jagged echoes stay
As my screams turn to whispers,
Silent shards sharply broken
Cut me, oozing red
No one sees
Left in a vacuum, hope implodes
Its volcanic ash covers every dream
Choking everything
No one hears
Solitary in a crowd of people
I fall to my knees
Asking God to carry me today
Only He can keep the night at bay
Harbinger of life

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