Branded

No laughter
no tears
just feeling the ache

and my heart
is empty
nothing left to take

standing
staring
in utter disbelief

in the mirror
at the face
marked with grief

the wounds
the scars
I see in my eyes

in the mirror
my soul
no way to disguise

step backwards
turn around
just keep on trying

to keep your soul
your inner spirit
from slowly dying.

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