A fallen picture
From the wall
Of lingering time
It just passes like
The wind outside
Stolen chances
To erase the mistakes
That grew too many lies
I have strained in the search
To know me
Obscure and undefined
Is what I have known truth to be
If you ask just who I am
Words won't beset my heart
For everything I thought true
Has become a sham.
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