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I'm not prepared for anything
I'm not prepared to face my fear
Not ready to give someone the ring
I'm not ready for anything, far or near
Not ready for what my future has in store
Not ready to accept the certain facts
I'm not prepared to shut the past door
I'm just wanting to lay low and just relax
I'm not ready to be in a wonderful relationship
As much as I want to, I'm not mentally ready
My happiness remains hanging with tight grip
While my aching heart remains alone and needy
I'm not prepared to meet new people anymore
Because I'm afraid to break down in the mix
I'm constantly fighting my internal war
Waiting for something new in life to fix
I thought you were my angel
maybe I was yours instead
you needed some distraction
having recently been wed

I thought you were my angel
perhaps you really were
yet it was just a temporary job
just me that wanted more

I thought you were my angel
it seems that wasn't you
your true vocation's as my muse
I guess that will have to do

Cynthia Pauline Jones, 6/10/13
As a witness to the world,
I fear our days are few,
I try to live each moment to its fullest
However my mind goes askew.

There's a force, yes!
That's keeping me alive,
A vision, a moment,
I'm striving for, every time.

I see it, yes I do!
Your there in my arms.
We're running, we're dancing,
It's love by far  -

Yet again, I imagine every test,
Every run, every show, and
Every milestone,
Will all bring me closer to you.

Should I live every moment,
Or speed up time?
I don't know what to do?

All I know is,
I just want to be with you.
Love is the hardest multiple choice question ever. Which path do you take?
Confounded by misunderstandings
Believing the lies
While choking on truth
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I let you control me
and I don't do anything about it.

Why do I let you control me?
I let everything go your way.

I shouldn't,
but I do.

Whatever you say goes.
I need to stop before this gets too far.

But I can't even stand up for myself.
I'm tired of running.
I'm sick of trying.
I want to stop crying.
I don't know why I keep lying.
I can't keep living.
I know I am dying.
My time is ticking.
My God I'm denying.
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