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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I could give you my heart but I’m not sure I own one anymore, For the sorrow and pain hurts so much, I feel although I’ve abused it’s kindness, I cast it out into the dark, It never came back. I could give you my body but what good would that be? For although I’m still within my youth, my body is broken, My ache’s and pains would only be a burden on your life, And to carry my weight a burden upon your own beauty. I could give you my looks but no use they would be, I care not for appearance nether out nor in , For both of mine are ugly and would dim the light you shine, A force upon you I would not wish upon the evilest of mankind. I could give you my humour but it is now dry and dead, A smile once crossed this face and laughter from this mouth, Now only bitter spite at the world and hate for all within, Words of corruption and sin, only the crackle of my frown. I could give you my eye’s but no longer do they see past myself, They see the evils of both man and woman alike, the things they say, A gaze of stone cold cruelty that cuts deep into the bone, A gaze I have never witnessed from the softness of your face. I could give you my mind but the insanity would drive you to harm, For no longer do thoughts of love and happy endings roam within, A sick twisted mind trapped in a sick twisted world trying to escape life, Evolution of the mind subjected to a world that destroys the purest of men. I could give you my life but I don’t even want it myself, A waste of space on the rust of humanity no longer with a purpose, A tormented wretch of useless flesh On bones that not even a starving dog would chew. So to you my last hope of salvation I give my soul, I beg of you please, Guard it with your life, love it as your first born, guide it to maturity, Teach it’s heart to believe, heal it’s bodies wounds, help it’s look to shine, Show it’s mouth how to laugh and it’s eyes new beauty to see, ease it’s mind, And give fresh purpose to it’s life and together with your help I will try my best… To become the man you always say I AM.
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