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The MistakeIn the deep darkness of my life,
I can still feel my love for you.
Burning, but with a soft, warm glow.
And in the back of my mind,
I can hear myself calling your name.
Missing you every moment of every day.
The pain, the hurt, is still there,
hiding behind a mask.
When you really look into my eyes,
you no longer see the mask, but the real me.
I still love you, from the depths of my soul.
Couldn't you tell what we had was true?
No, you couldn't, and you didn't.
You ruined something so pure.
Sometimes at night I think, " If you come back will things be like they were? Or will I put on a mask to hide the hurt?"
I've poured all my feelings into this.
All my thoughts, my dreams.
Now I have nothing more to say, except, goodbye.
I will no longer see your smiling face.
I shall see you in the after life,
Good Bye my love.
In my little box locked away in a dark little room
no where to go. no where to hide
im all alone in my little box
just sitting there talking to my self
"stay away", i scream
I smash my head on the cold steel wall
I yell out,"leave me alone! get out of my head!"
you don't know what it's like to feel what i feel
you don't see the things i see, or hear the things i hear
if you knew the way i felt
then you would be just like me
I felt the blood draining from my wrists
I loved the sensation, i couldn't resist
your lucky i wasn't dead already
i wanted to do it long ago
i don't know why i didn't do it when i had the perfect chance
you were the only thing stopping me
it because of you i wanted to die
i screamed at the top of my lungs as i fall to my knees and cry
when i didn't have you at all you were so intriguing
i couldn't resist you
now that i had you, you are gone
i don't love you anymore or less
this is my poem to you my love
i hope you read it well
good bye forever......now its my time to go.<b>
The Pain InsideIm tired of the way you look at me,
Im tired of the things you say.
I don't wanna be here any more.
I wanna run away.
You claim you know how i feel,
But you have no idea.
you don't know my true feelings
you don't have my aches
and you don't carry my burdens
if you felt the way i do
i think you would want me to
I can't put my feelings into words
but if we were together
i could make you one promise,
that i would always be faithful.<strong>
My FatherThrough all my imperfections
and all my silly ways.
You always still love me,
each and every day.
My life has always had this,
empty spot to fill.
But when you called that night in March,
my life became more real.
I now know what it\'s like to feel,
that love that\'s for a daughter.
Because I have that special gift.
The love of My Father.
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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