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The Scrapyard of the Lost & the Fallen

Blindly scouring the barren lands,
Unmade nails once bloodied
Now carry the dust of desperation
As the cracks and lines grow.

I search the scrapyard
Of the Lost and the Fallen,
Looking for another soul
To match the one pocketed.

I go on – reluctantly
Answers become questions
And bloody knees know
When to stop

But the head does not

Stop

Scouring

The scrapyards

Of the Lost

& the Fallen

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