_What is left?_

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I sit here and wonder

About whats is under

The torn asunder


I have this body

Trapped with a darkening soul

So numb, so cold

Let the tales be untold


I look under my skin

I look past all my sins

To glimpse on whats within


I look down deep

Just to get a Peek

To the thing I seek


I inquire

My questionable desire

I just wanted to see

What inside of me


Past all the hate

Past all the dead weight

Breaking the armor plate


Just as I guessed

What is left?

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