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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You came to me with threats Claimed I toyed with your heart Claimed I couldn’t love Claimed I screwed you from the start Claimed that I reject you, when you rejected me Claimed that I had been so blind And claimed that you could only see You said you were going to die And it was my punishment to be But I stopped you again because you meant something to me I was always there playing the hand unseen, Guiding controlled fates to spare you of the unclean I stopped you from being robbed; I forced the ones you loved to care And when I asked you for a chance all you did was leave me bare I offered you a place to stay when you were left out as a stray I gave you a shoulder to cry on and then you turned me away They say you hurt the ones you love But I know it isn’t true If you hurt the ones you loved It would have been me hurting you But still I want your happiness So I write these words you’ll never read, Because I’m scared that if you saw them It would be your souls turn to bleed So now I’m stuck on the cross It seems the role I always play Hammering my own nails To ensure that I stay I stay my words, I stay my voice I stay my feelings out of choice I stay my eyes, I stay my ears I stay my selfish bitter fears But I can not stay these god damn hands from putting thoughts to keys because if I don’t let them out they will become my disease I don’t know how to end it So I will leave it at this Because of you my soul is bleeding My hope became a cyst simi-censored cuz...yeah....
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