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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Fractured, and torn Inside I am warn. Branded and burned But it’s not your concern. Splinters sting inside of my heart Not sure how to pick them apart. Seen so many lies draped in smiles This is my life, these are my trials. There has been a murder A murder of trust Many have lied because of their lust. There has been a burglary A burglary of dreams. Nothing is ever what it seems. Seeing things I don’t want to see, Feeling things I don’t want to feel, This is real Signed and sealed I don’t know if this can ever be healed. I am over the manipulation that you think I don’t notice It’s time for me to disconnect and simply focus. The remnant of an old foundation still peeks through It’s like every time I cut it down somehow it starts anew. I have barricaded the city The city inside of me How can I get better if I won’t let the inhabitants free? I have had just about enough of the games that come from the second sky It’s time for a new beginning its time to say goodbye. This is not my home nor will it ever be I just long not to feel vacant, barren and empty. But the war has been vicious and there have been many causality This world has become one big disease to me. The good that danced in the wind is starting to wind down And I find it hard to carry on when no one is around. I know too much But know nothing at all This is a blessing but also my down fall. It’s like I’m speaking a foreign language when I talk to others You know the ones who were supposed to be my brothers. Judgments have been made and the verdict is in The outcome is spoken with a sinister grin. How witty What a pity, How direct Their intellect. How false their accusation I am about to just change the station I am about to just run I know who to run too Vindication does not come from man It comes right from you. One day I will see the fruit of my labor None of you are my savior But until then, I will persevere Cast down every fear Trample over all my enemies While at the same time praying they get brought to their knees. By: Sabina Nicole
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