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 A WOUND HEALS. A SCAR FADES AWAY. IT'S POSSIBLE TO RECOVER FROM AN INJURY. BUT ONCE A MIND AND SOUL IS HURT, IT STAYS THERE FOREVER. NO AMOUNT OF REHAB CAN MEND THEM. HERE IS  A POEM THAT CONTAINS THE CONFESSION OF ONE SUCH BROKEN MIND... I can't be your strength anymore, as you are my sole weakness. We are inches away from each other, yet our feelings, we can't confess. I ask myself - What are you? And in this mess, how did we arrive? You've killed me over a million times, and you're the one that makes me alive. You've stolen all the warmth from me, now I can't give it to people I love. It's a parasite that eats me up from within, which you say is all flowers and dove. Ever so often, I laugh hysterically, and pity the sorry state I am in. I tell myself - it's wasted on you, this affection for you that I hold within. For a mind so broken, it's awfully bright, to think such words for the one who was untrue. It spends its days collecting the shard...

THE DEPARTURE OF A PERSON WHO YOU'VE KNOWN IS CERTAINLY HEARTBREAKING. ALL THE MOMENTS OF JOY AND SADNESS SHARED TOGETHER ARE IMMORTALISED. YOU FEEL ALL SORTS OF EMOTIONS WITHIN YOU AND IT'S HARD TO SAY IT BUT THE ACCEPTANCE OF THE TRUTH GIVES YOU THE COURAGE TO FACE THE EMPTINESS THAT IS NOW PRESENT IN THE LIFE. HERE IS A POEM ABOUT IT... Where existed a strong mind, now exists a broken shell. The things that were once a boon have now turned into living hell. You're gone forever an empty void is left behind. Now, only memories remain to you, in this realm, they bind. It's raining outside, it's raining inside, it's raining all around. The voices that call you back have gone quiet, not making a sound. Not mourning but celebrating, that this brief encounter existed at all. Still wish, we meet again someday and break our separating wall. A better place, a better life is all I can wish for you. Inside, it will always hurt that you moved ahead, without a cue. Now tha...