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Listening to music
While tears falls
The Music hit's hard
While the heart..
Gets scarred,
Every word we hear
Every melody:
Every tone
Is heaven to our ears
And pain but pleasing
to our heart,
The pleasant sound
it resonates,
It may heal ones spirit
It can also ****
One's will
Just a short poem
I seek resolution
I seek peace
Us with no decision
Save me from this prison

The future, I fear
Where the conflict is forever here
We don't have to be friends
We don't have to be enemies

I know I am built wrong
So are you
The path for growth is long
And I'm still on it

Let time dilute the hate
I pray for us to have a better fate
If it doesn't,
At least it'll ease the ache
I think the hardest part of letting go of a friend is knowing they hate you in the end. I've made my mistakes, they've made theirs...

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