heavy pages

dust builds on the old chapters of my life
yet not this one almost unable to move forward
stuck on repeating words with little depth
turning the page seems harder then i thought

with a broken binding I try to continue on
torn pages write their own ending to my story
shouting words that will never leave these pages
demons creased in between each line without notice

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