Harm's Way (Lira)

Piles of tears running loose,
breaking through the gates that were once so secure,
standing tall with their abuse,
for this pain I must endure,
allowing it life, allows me to mature.

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*Lira-5 lines, syllables 7, 11, 7, 7, 11
Rhyme scheme: ababb*