I was a contrivance
an obstacle course in your life
a hurtle to overcome
I am a disaster left
one of the horrors of war
reaping the benefits
of the victor
the tortures of the battle
still can be seen
reflected in the hollowness
behind my eyes
fade outs of aftermaths
the bleakness I am emerging from
a dark aura surrounding me
my walls have all been
torn from me
and I am left open to the elements
unprotected...
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