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Lows And Extremes
The truth of reality haunts my soul, lamenting the innocence childhood stole. A heart that's never experienced love; always feels empty, never wholly whole. I found no love on the wings of a dove; push inevitably turned into shove. And yet, normality included hope, and my willingness to partake thereof. Faced with the fact that I can barely cope, I'm left dangling at the end of my rope. And, frustrated with an absentee God, faith starts sliding down a slippery slope. The fact my father never spared the rod; meant unconditional love was a fraud. And an incompleteness shadows my dreams, retracing the steps I've already trod. My upbringing was harsher than it seems, confronting my demons with silent screams. And a fractured future born of the past; forms a collage of life's lows and extremes. Hope's magic has become too weak to cast, Exhausted, its power has degraded fast. Lonely and unloved, I await life's end, Praying that in death, I'll find love at last.
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