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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wonder If you'll ever know That candles have been lit, In my heart a bit. Just listen to this call, For once and all. It matters you listen, To let me out of this prison. I lived once a life, So sad and deprived. A hollow hammered, my tongue but stammered. No life, no glee, My life, a lifeless tree. When I was born, In choices was I torn. In good and bad, In lasses and lads. In glooms of family, In dreams and fallacies. Deliberately drowned, I searched myself around. I gulped down the salty sea, And washed over the body of me. My soul outdistanced, And I lost my existence. To fill my roots with potion, I had but no notion: Of false perceptions, Of typical deceptions. Took the road of trust, Scuffing the layers of dust. Loved people, and their faces But found no real traces Of truth and love Masks were worn above-- the malice inside Beneath the masks they hide Colors left my eyes I became a puppet of tries To mend the broken hearts, I was the nursing cart. They needed my aid "So my head then be laid" To cut my mind in pieces To develop more creases To build the love of doors, To mend others, I hurt me more And I keep making score But never knew what for. So will you now not understand? I found in you me.. But in you hides a fallacy Of being indifferent and blind To be cruel only to be kind I understand not the meaning Of my love so easily screening. But yours reside beneath that dust That will I again scuff!
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