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[bodytext] => My fears have decieved and masked every truth As I leave nothing left for you to choose Every word I read; every phrase you hide I learn more of your motives every time Your fight to stay the same When both of us have changed And to say we were meant to be When you know nothing of what's inside of me Still I stand proud and strong Hoping for this to move along Praying my presumption's wrong But knowing--too well--the sound of that song For the defenses you've broken And all the lies you have spoken Have left me waning and weakened Feeling broken and beaten Shards of my heart that all thrust towards the sky As I solemnly pray for this yearning to die For you reach into my soul with all of your might And though I may falter, I never do fight Though I know where we're heading; this path made my friend There is no point in crying when it comes to the end You may feel you are righteous; just in your means But you just can't understand what you never could see All my love turned to anguish, which then turned to hate Then the hate into anger as I bulldozed my way Destroying walls I had built to keep myself safe While you mocked me and smiled and left me to wait Yet still you expect I will run to your side When I know that instead I should just give it time For the wounds may not heal as quick as they came And it will weigh down on me more at the end of each day But despite all the pain that I know this will bring I'm sick of the crooked 'love' that you give So I will not take arms; no I will not fight And if I fall down, know I will not die You will not defeat me; this is no longer war Merely me, all alone, left to settle the score To stand up to injustice; to take what I've earned To treat myself well and not let myself burn For the fires of time that have ravaged my heart Are no longer as painful as when we first let this start Though they still burn--and they always will, too The scorch has been settled by the new morning dew Settled on flowers that are waiting to bloom Cast over by shadows in this desolate room Yet into the sun they will shout a new verse As I release all the pain and deal with this hurt [comments] => 2 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 19 [informant] => satanssecret1369 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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