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Created on: October 19, 2009
I was that panic button you hit
when you were alone and forgotten
when your days were growing shorter
and my faith in you was stronger
I was your original sin incarnate
when you needed to clear your soul
when you were immoral and out of control
and I was there to make you whole
I have been an intervention
when you fell into the void
when you couldn't leap out on our own
and I was your stepping stone
I was the one the only
the immortal
the strong
your voice and hope
your present and your future
your painful past was engulfed in me
and I was the basin that held it all
I've been the one
that you could always count on
My name was always
on your god's list of references
I had nothing but the best to say
through the tears
and the pain
I have been brave,
for you I carried your burden
your guilt and shame
I held my head high
and I will always say proud
that I did survive
you
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So perfectly made in her room so neat and
Moisture dropping upon my cheeks
My soul releasing
Clear droplets like the morning dew
Glistening on an aspen tree
Tears are
Tears
There it is again,
the unavoidable burning in my throat
that signals the trapped emotions of tears wanting to escape.
Quietly they fall, disturbing nothing.
No trace left behind as they vanish.
Yet their existence holds so much.
A clear morsel
Prettiness has dashed him awake
He has become nothing next to her power
Lost in his scattered tears
She has taken her stand
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