Uploaded: February 12, 2025
I drive by a great pain,
A pain made of brick and mortar,
Where a statue of our lives,
Once stood.
Strong was that statue,
Strong until the earthquake arrived,
Shaking violently,
Until the bonds broke apart.
Gone is that life,
With only one thing left,
The memories,
Just reminders of the past.
Gone forever,
Healing has begun,
But I'm not healed,
Life's just not fun.
Time heals wounds,
But scars remain,
You carry them with you,
It's just a terrible pain.
Submitted: February 12, 2025
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