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Choosing Torment?

After all the lies,
What am I to believe?
I followed only what
I wanted to see.
So now I just see
With my eyes,
Not what I read.

Deep inside,
I know our hearts

Do not lie.
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Captain Cur 17 August 2012

Hearts are vulnerable and imperfect. Knowing one's own self is the greatest challenge. You expressed the conflict in a sharp and pointed way. Good write.

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Eric Cockrell 11 August 2012

love is the continual act of dying, and being reborn... of lies and truths, of sins and forgiveness, of falling down and getting back up... but, is it love?

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Stevie Taite 10 August 2012

I love this poem. We would rather have torment that the emptiness

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