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Jun 2010
You Used To Be... A Shadow
Lurking... Behind Every Single Thought Of Mine
And Yes, I Admit Now That I Was Fooled And TriCked By Your
Pessimistic Ways And Values
And Yes, I Was And Still Am My Optimistic Self
It’s The Only Way I Can Handle Day To Day Living
I'd RAther Remember You The Way I THOUGHT You Were
Than To Realize You're The Complete Opposite
BUT! The TRuth Is What I Seek And That, It Self, Will Quench My Thirst
No Matter How Deathly The Poison Is
Or How Sweet The Nectar
...I Must Taste Whichever It Will Be

A Stranger Who's Weak And Powerless
October's Moon, Which Awoken Me From My Sleep
AND A ROTTEN Core

All I Ask For...


IS



Closure And UNDERSTANDING
So Mote It Be
Written by
Sheri
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