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Feb 2014
How many times, and in how many ways
Will the pain keep returning and beg me to stay?
Is it all just a wish that I hope will come true,
Or have I been but hoping that you’re wishing, too?
Every tear that I hide, and each smile that I fake
When I feel I don’t know how much more I can take
Are but shards of the dreams that I thought would come true
As they work their way out to make room for the new
And I keep to myself all this pain that now rests
In what feels like a hole now devouring my chest
Though I feel like I’m dying, it helps me to thrive
For if not for the pain, how could I feel alive?
It’s what drives me to keep going on every day
Through the cold, lonely nights when I can’t find my way
And it helps me to feel when I can’t feel at all
Giving strength to my weakness and flight to my fall
But one day it will go, for it won’t have a choice
And my demons will flee as my angels rejoice
When the one who will cherish and never forsake
Will fight all to be with me, whatever it takes
Diary of the Damned
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Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
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