Distich

Tears bleed through exhausted pores, the shallow beginning to a life cradled with emptiness. Patiently, I wait… Living in the moment. And I discover, time heals even the most vulnerable of hearts. Though the sorrow consumes my thought,  I try and forgive myself. And find no tolerance for my mistakes..​. So I turn, and walk into the distance, and fade into the memories of your mind.. Forgotten  through the years. I have become the Definition of a moment..

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