Standing alone is the hardest part
when she has nothing to guide her,
Pain is her love & her enemy
but she doesn't have the choice to choose,
whether to throw it away & grow.
Blood comforts her every time
the sorrow builds inside of her,
it's her sweet release of pain
with more pain on the exterior,
& oh how she cherishes it.
Her fears always
get the best of her soul.
Even when love is right there
she's too afraid to accept,
the wonderful Ecstasy
is ignored, or simply thrown away,
by her own awful demons.
Her will to live leaves slowly
after those events in the past,
the fear of the reoccurring
devours her faith in the one she loves,
& she weeps.
Her fears will
be the death of the empty soul.
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Written July 20th, 2006
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wow this is amazing work!!
and i cant thank you enough for your comments on my work
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Wow im speachless.Your such a talented writer.Keep up the amazing work.If ya ever need anyone to talk to or to lean on ill be here for ya.thanx for sharing.
GodBless
Jess
Edited on Jul 21, 8:24 because ''.
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