Wednesday, 7 January 2015


Of course I was wrong
Why else would I rake
Guilt and burn in anger

Why my foundation did
Shake when challenged?
What caused all turmoil

My self like sand castle
Broke when waves came
It showed my fault lines

It's better things broke
My false self wiped out
Only now I can refresh

Set on another journey
Without much baggage
As sun sets on my back

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