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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Time is near me, it's within me, it surrounds me, it raps me in it's motherly loving arms, it cuddles me, it squeezes me so tight that it makes me feel save, nothing could ever hurt me. It gives me time, the time I need to heel to repear and prepear from all the cruel things I've witnessed, beyond my wildest dreams. It helps me to not be ashamed of the person I really am deep inside and when things are just too much to handle, I escape reality and go into a dream world, my dream world, the one it supplies for me. It gives me my wings to fly, and then when I least expect it, it crawls next to me in my bed and rips me out of my deep slumber and bashes my head in against the walls of my non-spoken tears. It rapes me with all the wrong doing I've done, it stabs me in the back with sorrows and sadness, it breaks my bones with lies and deception, it burns my very existence with hatred and then it rips my bleeding heart and feeds it to the deepest darkest hence men of hades, god of the underworld and throws my naked self, my bruised soul on the cold dark floor of the hidden away childish fears and leaves me to die. And when it's all over, after all the bad things that could happen, happened thats when he comes back to pick me up, dust the durt off of me and pretends like nothing had ever happened. He holds me once more and all hatred, all the hostility turns to trust...
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