The waves roll back and forth,
crashing. Always crashing.
It crests and then falls,
tumbling down and uprooting the serenity of placement beneath it.
...
They say the sword is mighty,
but to the pen it cannot compare.
For though the sword can fight,
it only ends in mindless despair.
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Which one of us puts up the wall,
is it me or you?
Did I do something very wrong?
Just tell me what to do.
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The tears keep flowing,
the blood won't stem.
my open heart glows,
like a blood red gem.
...
I feel your pain inside,
to me you cannot hide.
Together we hold a burden,
both equal and the same.
...
You caressed me,
you took my hand,
brought it close,
held me in your arms.
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It is to darkness I run,
It is to darkness I hide.
It is to you I reached,
It is to you I lied.
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I am dead,
I am dying.
I give up
without trying.
...
Ripening of old age,
Yellowing faded words.
Unseen by friends for centuries,
Friends and foes alike.
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