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Nov 2013
My heart struggles.
Day after day.
For something I cannot control.
Lies are told through you.
And by you.
Some are yours and some are his.
Yet they are hard to distinguish.
I can hear you crying.
When you aren't even here.
I can feel you aching.
Every bone in your body.
I can see you trying.
But continue to lock yourself away.
So be free.
Be you.
Set sail.
And head for land.
I can't tell you which way to go.
You cannot hear me.
I'll never understand why you act this way
But I'll be waiting.
We will all be waiting for you.
When you return.
Josef Wilhelm
Written by
Josef Wilhelm  Revelstoke
(Revelstoke)   
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