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> he sits broken the pieces of his past falls away reveals an empty shell is this how he will be remembered? a vessel of sorrow void of joy happiness escaping his longing heart bliss he knew but squandered love leaving what is now seen hollowness he knows this pain was wrought by his own hand and in the knowledge it multiplies and gnaws at his heart thus he surrenders his being fades and falls to the ground as gentle snow (Changed the first stanza from past to present tense to coincide with the rest of the poem. Still patiently waiting for any guidance Mr Poet.....)
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