Eternal

A pity for you to find me

a pity for us to fall

a wonder for you to knock down

this concrete wall—

bricks upon which

we built our lives:

now too late to return

and too soon to survive.

you’ll never remember

what you choose to forget

and so you ignore

what you have to protect

you think me a doll

so fragile and pale

but soon you will find

she shall never reveal

a heart begged to beat

so hard and crest-fallen:

evermore incomplete,

evermore forgotten.

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