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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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Strangely calm and seriously unstable

Someone’s crying out, Save me for I am unable

 

She sits quietly through the chaos

Amidst the relics one soul is lost

 

Staring aimlessly into far off places

Memories, remorse, sadness and faces

 

Her head falls slowly as tears fill her eyes

How much of life was real and how much was lies?

 

Betrayal, mistrust, bad judgment, and abuse

Laboring to think a happy thought it’s just no use

 

Once there was hope when her life was newly born

Now Mother ignores and all Father offers is scorn

 

Oh what she would give to begin again

Yet, dealt her hand in life how could she win?

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The dead hand of the past clasps with mortuis strength

But if you lift your eyes from it's deadly grip,

You'll see

That you have choices you've feared to take.

When you've nothing to lose and no reason to live

What have you to lose by trying something new?

 

In a year, if you do nothing, you're a year older.

But if you break the shackles of fear and risk the unknown.

You might be free.

 

The most beautiful roses grow from the rankest fertilizer.

 

*hugs the Tattered rose*

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Peredhil...it's just people like you that make the sun shine....everyday angels. Why do you care, why take the time? What makes you tick, you are so kind...If it weren't for you I would probabley get really depressed. Just thinking about how many people ignore me or don't relate. They think because I am pretty that I have no fears. They think cuz I have beauty that I need no more friends. Or they cannot handle or choose not to care, about the struggles I go through within....I hope you are right about the fertilizer....I have a lot of it...time for my life to come up roses.....I think I am overdue.

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