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By Elaina Submitted by where is your heaven Date: 2002 Mar 17 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.17.00.21.13587]] |
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All these addictions I hold like a trophy, subside the pain. That's why I continue to feed them. Hungry, though they are, full just the same. Why hope pumps through tainted vains, I have yet to discover. Why tears flow from desert like eyes, remains a mystery. Your words are dangerous, and you seem to think they bandage the open wounds. That, with your actions, only pour salt. With each new venomous excuse I grow a little more weak. My heart breaks a little more and my thoughts to just walk away surface. Once again I realize, I should have disappeared when I had the chance. Something keeps me wrapped around your finger, While you remain right at my finger-tips. Yet, I'm reaching for something I'm not sure exists. My heart and my hand are both exhausted. At any moment I may give up. Realeasing my faith, that in time I may grasp what I'm reaching for. I keep in mind that everyone tells me I've been shown nothing that is worth waiting for. But I seem to believe it's me who's not worth sacrificing for. So I will hold my head high and not look back. Wish you luck with whatever you do. I will finally understand I am not able to be loved. |