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My Hallow Spirit
I've got burns and cuts,
Bruises that look like smudges of dirt,
And no they don't hurt.

Scars and marks that I don't remember how I got.
Pictures in my mind,
That seem to fade with time.

Crack and dents,
Where my heart was made to mend.
A soulless corpse,
A young spirit who died,
All alone inside.

Never put to rest,
Forever haunts,
The broken parts,
Of a forgotten past.

© FragmentsInTheWind