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Dec 2012
I pray that someday you will realize the disaster you have caused
Overwhelming sense of hopelessness
the aggression of your storm
The tide Brought in high over Mountains
I am struggling to catch my breath
Your hatred pulls me under
I fall deep under waves of mass destruction
my world turns black
Am i drowning of pity and sorrow?
no..
quickly a current pulls me up towards the light
i am lifted back to concrete waves
pushing and pulling back through the hard jagged rocks of  life
When will this evil end?
Washed up dreams and hopes scattered over the island
you have lost
what was given up is now taken back
You can not get back what has been washed away
As you chase after that treasured chest, I chase for your love...
You crave for all things with meaning
But i  hold the most meaningful thing of all
My heart
My love
My dignity
Never yours, forever mine
Preslie Jeans
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