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Jul 2013
Hopeful daylight, dark as ebony
Contrite, I was, after all the tragedy,
Benign, scars are, when they forever bleed
Oh no, please don't, just let me believe.

Crushed, I've been, on that mirthful day
Scorched, frozen are my corrupted veins,
Cold, pained, and yet you seemed to care
Truth, ***** me with your exciting stare.

I lost my day, had found you there
You took me in, and played **** well,
Blind me, Death; let light prevail
Your truth, locked spell, uttered anyway.

Remove them pictures in your hand
Burn them mem'ries in your head,
Lit up the pile of hearts you've broken
Feed my delight, our awful cravin'.

Reminiscing, quietly, standing there
Against the wind, looking just fair,
Behold your nasty nonexistent affair
Catastrophic scene of a peaceful blare.

Think not, not ever, of her, forget
Instead, let dream, inhibit regret,
Back down, leave, regain no disgrace
Love her not, and suddenly, replace.
I am trying to understand my words and how they should mean to me and to all those who feel me.
Ceryn
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Ceryn  32/F/PH
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