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Poetry from the Teenage NERD.
Part 10.

I wander down a path,
darkened by trees.
Shaded from the full moon's light,
My feet stumble.
The pawprint on the trail,
leads me on.
Drawing me in.

The skills will never leave you.
The memories will never fade.
On that fateful day,
your destiny was broken.

The doors stand open,
the windows are up.
He walks in,
unaware of what transpired here.
He finds me,
hurt and unwhole.
The darkness creeps,
in through those windows,
over two broken bodies,
on the floor.

Lost,
is the life
that isn't lived
to it's fullest extent.
But not lost,
is the soul,
that waits
for your life.