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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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Duped to think that love was true,

This fairytale not meant for you,

The circles spinning in your mind,

You need a place to go and hide,

Wandering now in endless halls,

To find yourself and forget it all.

 

You face the world as happy - yet,

Your lonely heart will not forget,

When all alone the tears you shed,

His presence will not leave your head,

Plans you thought were sure to last,

Dead and gone now with the past.

 

Time itself is so very wrong,

You wonder why it takes so long,

To cut out that part,

Or mend your heart,

You know well how long it takes,

And still it does not stop the aches.

 

Raise your chin up slowly now,

Dismiss those wrinkles in your brow,

The strength you seek inside is there,

Do not rush, take time, beware,

And don't regret, embrace, enhance!

Fate's the victor not the chance.

 

:wolf:

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