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gone in dust
elevation mapping
torn clothes
sadness calculating
weathered soul
constant calm climb
junction point
not worth the crime

sin slithered sigh
heart withered cry
trapped inside
these hollow brick walls
embrace the fall
does she ever smile
while feeling so vile
fooling, mastery

uproot walk into sea
limbs hang carrying
words silenced
eyes blurred out
as she slips into empty
stillness breathes
forgotten