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Why)) do you like my 'the walking wounded' poem?

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A blank stare and a moving mouth Robotically voicing the mimicking doubts Heart strewned apart from a raining storm Realizing this pain is always the norm Your glassy dark shadow moves through the night You display the truth not knowing it's a lie Rigid body, strong enough to stand Not knowing you're the hero, but simply a man Life and it's pieces, stressing the mess Cradling emotions with a untrustworthy guess A girl in your days as a life long friend Your life and it's pieces, she will try to mend A chemistry lab, ingredients combust Emotions combined, skewing into lust The girl broken and hidden so deep That the secretive pain she hides underneath Two walking wounded, linked by the dark They both are heroes, mending each others heart ~Lea