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Healing my Hurt
As the darkness descended,
Tearing apart what we had mended,
I realized that this was the end of it all,
Our love was too late; it was to fall.
I watched as the stars we love,
The victors from far above.
They crumbled away,
Nothing is ever here to stay.
Above my head it began to rain,
Without this I writhe in pain.
Love is evil, it seeks to destroy, This small, frightened, worried little boy.
As she laughs at my end,
Into that darkness I descend.
I scream away to no avail,
My nightmares will prevail.
Who is to say what is right or wrong,
Is it the words of love from a song?
Is it the monsters from underneath,
Or the hate I need to defeat?
Who is to say what love really is,
When they all wither from within?Does any of it have meaning,
When even I refuse to sing?
As the end descended,
Into the darkness I transcended.
An eagle’s eye sees all,
The desperation and evil tall.
Who truly deserves this life,
When it causes hate and strife? Driven by this world’s greed and hate,
No man may ever truly be great.
The feelings bring such desperation,
Leaving no room for restoration.
She sings to me in her softest voice,
Only to crush me with devil’s noise.
Heaven seems so bleak,
The one place for the weak.
The soldiers stand so brave,
While we all cower in our cave.
What is truly left to make,
By way of our bloody wake?
The darkness crushes all bleak hope,
Binding me with its ugly rope.
These chains cannot hold,
My future I alone shall mold.
The clock ticks back,
And I attack.
I know evil shall reign again,
In the ugly hearts of men.
But now it is gone to return someday,
Many spirits run from this day.
I simply sit and watch,
My life and love an ugly blotch.
I give her up, never to return,
In my own personal jail I shall forever burn.
There is nothing without her,But the pain. Evil, Thriving pain.
Burning my heart, my Evil, Thriving heart.

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