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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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Probably not the best rhythm nor the best rhyme, but it felt good to write this and get it out of my system.

 

 

We all carry our history

through time

Who are you to say

That yours is heavier than mine

 

I need not know about the pity stories

Your problems with the world

What I want right now

Should go untold

 

Did you even pay attention

When I let you see

What it really means

That you are there for me

 

You who are my heart

Should know better than the rest

That my feelings and emotions

Are not there to test

 

Raw intentions tear me up

Leave me without breath

Left for words

Slowly bleeding to death

 

I only have myself to blame

Only have myself to scorn

It’s too late

My soul is déjà forlorn

 

Mind, body and spirit

Joined as one

Betrayed my whiter half

And all reason is gone

 

How could I lose all hope

into this dark pool

Lose myself

and feel like such a fool

 

How can my emotions be tied

So strongly to yours

Our histories

Tightly entwined at their core

Edited by Sweetcherrie
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