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Lost in the past



Searching for something
that may never be known,
Delusions turning the heart to stone.

Creating memories alone in your head
Holding you hostage as you lay in bed.

Rays of sunlight lead the way,
Hurts from the past only keep you away.

Bruised and broken you now can see,
A glimpse of hope that may set you free.
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