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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I've made myself a phantom, keeping critical things from you, (and perhaps, in truth, more), for the sake of others ... others who will not squeeze a tear on the day I am become amaranthine ... or stardust ... those who knew me once inside and out - my full Heart, my genuine but flawed heart, well-intended as any extant, but broken by life's obscurities. Excuses notwithstanding, nill ... recompense served where it was deserved, in my lap, justly so. Does that make the love bestowed of a subordinate order, still yet? Does that diminish the tenderness, care, affection, sacrifice, and amity? Oh, I long for there to be justice for the struggle and atonement given you amidst my darkness, a darkness to be not named. EVERY single moment of that endless anguish, given To hope - hope for prospect, offing, amelioration. Always YOU were my cynosure, and I was your knight, a tome of oxidized armor, but as determined and valiant as any. Alas, the armor is gone degenerate, there is no glint in the eye ... the step has Shortened, slowed, the battle cry but a timid echo, the gaze blurred and ill-met, and even the adoration, once so vital and kinetic, dimmed and tempered by actuality, and the misapplication of a genuine and ample heart. Oh, how I wish you knew the Truth, if for my damned selfish sake alone, but it will never come from me ... it can not, it MUST not. I have taken this role for too long, I have ridden this steed in purpose, and I know no other, tried or true - doomed or dubious, it is mine. Done and Done, to point and boundary. Perhaps some as I are meant to carry such a yoke, regardless, to polish the armor of others, while we stand rusting in the rain. But maybe someday, for fate's sake, perhaps even on a distinct day, when I still draw an Earthly breath, you will come to know TRUTH, despite, and your heart and soul, in absolution, will love me again, adore me again, depend on and look to me again ... for the naked actuality of just how much I love you ... And always have ... and always, always ... will. ~ 3rd Place ~ in the "An Expression of Love Poetry Contest", Frank Herrera, Sponsor.
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