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Even the bitter winter cold 
carries more warmth 
than the scratched and cracked 
jewel that was once my heart 
I am a specter 
a wraith that shuns the sun 
shies away from the smiles 
and laughter of those yet alive 
my covered eyes 
never reveal the anger and pain 
and fake smiles assure the breathers 
I mean them no harm 
the remnants of my soul 
now bitter memories 
of a time my heart could feel 
and my mind was at peace 
oh father, how I have sinned, 
I have given up on me 
long before your angels could come 
and bestow grace and forgiveness

Unto deliverance