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[title] => You Know the Truth
[time] => 2004-03-02 02:44:14
[hometext] => This is the second poem after 'once again.' Yet this one is also a very revealing and self examination of myself.
[bodytext] => Without a cause, without a place in your life. I try to grasp what I cannot see, but I cannot admit to my life. Convincing yourself, its not you. Convince yourself, that you are being true. But you know you make it worse You know you make it hurt Dying phone rest on an ear parted in pain. Hearing words predicting an end. An end to what could have been. But I know I will just go back to being the same. I know I will go back to living with pain. You know you make it worse You know you make it hurt Forget the reasons, forget a thought. Your heart isn’t on your shoulder. But in your own gripped hand. Offering it to anyone whom will crush it. Fight the good fight as you had fought, but had always hoped to fight that thought. But you know you make it worse You know you make it hurt Will you end it? Will you resolve your treason? Will you have the courage and strength, or will winter be your only season? I just wish I had someone to end my sorrow, but the next one creates more troubles, even more hurt for tomorrow. It’s the fact of the matter, you give your heart away, dangling in a bloody rope. Never lend it anymore you must. Yet love is your only hope. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 263 [topic] => 61 [informant] => MyInspiration [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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