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Two of Ones Sides
As he tipped her off with swollen eyes and words to cry. He tells himself a little lie, for she isn’t as fair as I. He hides his face of extreme sly, holding his breathe menacing a bye. For is truly a gentle guy, who digs to deep and fears to cry. Within a space near his heart, a broken place holds him tart. Wanting for a better and hoping for a grand, but bleeding of rains and burning down man. He wants to give her whispers; he wants to be a man. The breaking of his world not allowing him to stand brings the cracking of his heart turning him to sand. Searching for a vision of a better tomorrow, trying to conceal an ocean of deep sorrow. Forcing out a smile, hiding behind eyes and blinded by such secrets indeed does despise. For he who does demand of passion and security, but realities of bitter sweets won’t surely let him be. As she glazes past her follow man, she notices a heart not of sorrow but of grand. Looking upon as a witness to a picture incomplete and pouring out a love begging for a weep. Seizing for a halt and bracing as she stands. Find a great truth which is held deep within her hands. Racing toward to guide, bend forth of part, wanting to life but not able to reach the heart. Leading out a meaning, forcing to understand, for what a challenge she sees within this broken man. I shall show him bliss and release him of his lies, not forbidding borrows but switching out goodbyes. Stand here beside this gentle of creature, exposing all his values and unearthing all the features. As she does to him as well as to herself, leafing out with words which in clear to be dealt. She spokes of being bind and opening of kind. Asking for forgiveness and lightening up with divine. For my follow self, I am wishing of command and guiding you to salvation of departure of this sorrow in which you stand. Let me be your reason to brighten all your land, allowing some closure and purpose as a man.
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