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Apr 2018
As I stand up here embarrassed by my actions
I wonder if anyone would understand if they only knew a fraction
Of what I battle with on a daily inside my head
Even if you were half the person I am you’d end up dead.
But am I really too far off?
I try to play hard but inside I am soft.
I am as soft as the hands whom once held my heart
With those same hands you easily tore it all apart.
Im not only speaking of my heart but rather my mind, body, and spirit.
Where he once clouded everything I came in and cleared it.
I promised myself this would be the last time
I asked god if I am lovable then to please give me a sign
And there you were so vibrant and beautiful
But just as I thought it didn’t last as usual
I really hate the concept of love because it is something that hurts the most,
You got me good this time Love now raise your glass for this toast
Tonight I toast to you for breaking me down
But at the same time you’ve shown me that I am better than this town.
So heres to a fresh start to some place wonderful and new
But never will it compare to imprint of my heart that only fits you.

Just Ty-
Just Ty
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Just Ty  27/M/Virginia
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