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My walls are cracked and crumbling.
My armor is dirty and dented.
My shield is shattered.
With my defenses gone,
I walk with fake strength.
My head held high,
My hope is that no one sees,
That no one suspects,
Just how empty I am.
But I drop to my knees,
And I sob until my eyes bleed.
I hope that no one sees,
But that turns to dust as someone helps me up.
They leave me though,
And all too soon, I am alone.
My burdens make me stumble and fall,
But I continue on,
Knowing that one day,
It won't be for nothing.
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