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Dec 2012
You are the one who can lift me,
from the mire we have caused

A swamp of words, lies and broken promises
shared with each other, others and none

How can we, who were united, stand opposite?
Throwing between us all we once loved

We are the creators of the void between us,
day by day filling it with invisible pain

Pain, to tear asunder the very pillars
on which we once stood regarding the world

Yet even pillars of marble can falter,
when all they have to stand on is mire
disguised as lies and broken promises


JCM 2012 ©

12/13/12
Jenny March
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Jenny March
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