Poetry

March 16, 2009
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Scarred

You catch me
No matter how hard I fall
You keep me alive
My life is yours in more than debt
You accept only to repay
A thousand times more
Yet you save me again
Bruises and scratches leave their marks
But never am I broken


Deceiving

The truth sets some free
But leaves other empty
Lets one have relief
While the other has unending grief
Honesty got a good reputation
But does it really lead to salvation?
Which is worth more?
Avoiding pain or remaining pure?
The truth lied to me
And a liar's all it shall ever be





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pinkvolleyballgirl said...
May 12, 2009 at 9:21 pm
I found this a little hard to read. it lacked flow for me. and did you mean scared, scarred, or sacred? lol it was a little confusing for me.
 
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