Love
Feelings are fear to me.
Love is my worst enemy.
Truth is what I
hold so true,
Like feelings that are all
so new.
Freedom breaks
the seldom cry
of broken hearts
and empty lies.
Shadows follow close
behind
as I hold my heart
from broken ties.
And yet sadness
breaks free, from
those who didn't
belief
I am left with the past
and those
who didn't last.
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