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I walked between the lines
and felt the sorrow of your yesterday
I saw every tear in the shadows
of your memory
and the loathsome battle
of your facade
Empty that barrel of travesties
upon my bludgeoned soul
pierced to understand
forced to emerge a victor
if for no other purpose than empathy
I am at your feet
if you need a place
to walk between the lines
to release the toxins of your shadows
Clear your brow upon my days
it is where I am
upon the crevices
of my personal road
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