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Post Tramatic
There is a term for this...this life ...this way. Struggling to make sense of it all..all that was "us" Praying for the knowledge,asking for one more day. I've been told its post tramatic, its a prognosis I must accept. You sucked me in..into your web of doubts...your web of lies. Where I was kept a secert..Where I was without my name. You wanted me kept close..so I would play your game. I asked for recognition..A sign to all you know... A validation of myself...anywhere you'd go. I could'nt understand it...this lack of what I'd need. I passed off good advice..the kind We all should heed. Now I'm left without tears available...they are were wasted on your behalf. Now I'm left with empty eyes..and I no longer laugh. The last drips of "hope" squeezed out My dreams now all interupted by blank blue screens.. and just the sound of static... The term is post tramatic ..and still the hurt goes on. You played your cruel game with me.. and think you somehow won... then still the hurt goes on. RJM 2014
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