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Working Progress
I hate It
 It and its vicious ways
 Of never erasing hurt hearts
 Of which can never be repaired
 It's said to make you stronger
 But all it does is embody my weakness
 If I'm not alone
 Then why is it that I feel trapped in loneliness?
 Buried in wretched pain 
 Of what only I have the power to allow myself to fix
 It streams into a well of saltwater 
 I'm slowly drowning
 No matter how much I put up an effort to keep It hidden,
 It always seems to seep through
 The prolonged goodbye I dread to surmount
 Is chasing after me
 I catch myself feeling bad for the demon inside of me
 Who can never seem to let matters go
 But I keep that part of me patched up
 For only myself to witness
 This behavior I have no control of, I'm ashamed
 The battles I continuously struggle to ignore
 My insanity has reached a point of destruction
 Knowing the details of the truth revealed
 Imagining sick images I was told so graphically about
 They tell you not to
 But all I can seem to do is just that - 
 Dwell on the past
 But it's more than just a past
 It's a present
 No way to manually escape
 If we have the power to create such horrifying memories,
 Shouldn't we be granted the power to erase them?
 Her face is always there, never to disappear
 Her memories lie within me, engraved deep, deep, etched into the human mind
 It hurts too much
 I'm sorry's just won't do..
 Neither will eliminating her from social involvement of any kind
 I forgive you is just an overused phrase that never really stays true to its word
 What I describe is not exaggerated
 There are insecurities about me that you could never even begin to fully understand
 Unless you experienced my pain
 But maybe I'm just too fragile..
 Develop new competition, sensitive to any relation with the opposite sex
 Encourage silly disputes and harsh jealousy
 Series of close endings, drawn out, but never enough courage from both parts to end it peacefully
 I only give credit to you and I
 For putting up our fight and uniting us into something extraordinary
 That not one being could falter with
 It may not be what you envision
 But I've fought, and I've fought,
 And I will keep fighting
 Because I've grown a love for you 
 Much, mucb too strong to give up that easily
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