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Soulfully in Honesty
I rise above what has been lost.
Now over you, but at what cost?
I draw the line at our bitter end.
My shattered eyes turn toward a friend.
A murdered heart can never mend,
and in this message it will send.
A feeling, pure and free of sin.
I contemplate how long it’s been.
I died alone, no longer stale.
To fight for you both tooth and nail.
I wanted you, but then you bailed.
In subtle tone, that ship had sailed.
I realize now, it’s you who failed.
I write alone to dignify.
I died inside to sanctify.
I never tried to purify,
a love that seemed to signify.
Your love for me was just a lie.
His snide remarks and evil games.
I fell right in, I feel so lame.
Never again, or so I claim.
We called it love, it’s not the same.
Tonight I fly, high in the sky.
Memories and pain soar by.
Inside I cry, outside I’m fine.
I recollect, she once was mine.
So far apart, I held her close.
So much regret, nobody knows.
Looking back, the echo fades.
On my guitar, a sad man plays.
Upon the roof of my dad’s garage.
My spirit breaks, my hearts barrage.
She called me once at two in the morning.
I tried to calm her silent sobbing.
The saddest voice, my heart was aching.
I did my best to halt her running.
She needed me, and I was there.
But as for me, she never cared.