July 15, 2011
By , chelsea, MA
We used to glide on the thin surface of understanding but i cut my self on the broken pieces you laid in front of me while fogging my sight of the uncertain future
We stood in firm position as the thunder from the pain shook us from the inside out i would hold your fragile trembling fingers then you became the reason for why the hurt would linger in my peace of mind
We became the donors of cold shallow imperfect tears that were shed from the eyes of resentment and lust
We built walls that never truly existed because our mistakes are the witnesses
We grew apart as we lived every moment of reality alone and one moment we finally realized the hate tore us from each other and now we learn to roam the world searching for the hope and love we lost within ourselves... We wait to meet again

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