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I look at my scars and see a roadmap of sorrow

sorrow forged from a former ecstacy

ecstacy from a time when two was one

one for such a brief period

a period of hopefulness and happiness

happiness laced with doubt and trepidation

trepidation born from past circumstances

circumstances from which I have yet to heal

heal I shall in these times of introspection

introspection being oft unkind and lonely

lonely in this hole I dug for myself

myself being the only creator of I

I being the one who needs rebuilding

rebuilding faculties lost in flight

flight from the truth of my being

being as one all alone

alone and utterly devoid of hope

hope for two to be one

one for eternity

eternity of ecstacy

ecstacy caressing memories of sorrow

sorrow still here beside me