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Virtues Used As Faults (6th July 2006)
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By:
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Ympie_Stumble
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Mood:
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Poem
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Date:
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07/31/2006 07:23:28
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Music:
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None
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What Am I?
Can you see me through your eyes?
Can you hear the words that I say?
Do you notice me on this fine day?
A tear you sometimes shed,
As you tell me about all this dread.
But could you stop and think about it one minute?
Before you decided to shoot.
My shoulder you can always cry on,
Anytime, anywhere. Night, sunset or dawn.
But when the water spills from my eyes
Who do I have for them to dry?
Where were you the night I cried so hard,
When my faith in humanity was scarred?
I needed you then,
But you weren't there, again.
I give you everything, I give you all
So that you can stand tall
And now you leave me to crawl.
Blood dripping, down my spine.
Your finger you have me around entwined.
I helped you long enough,
Now shouldn't you be the one whose tough.
Just take a look at yourself,
Sure your hurt,
But who is the truly in pain,
Because of you she feels so much shame.
You don't realize her insecurities,
You don't see any of her agonies.
Are you a friend?
Do you go by that title?
Do you really want this relationship to amend?
For you to see is actually quite vital.
Kindness is a virtue,
Used by others as a fault.
Just letting you know this pain that I've been dealt.
And to you goodnight.
For I shall sleep under star light.
But unlike you I shall sleep soundly,
I shall be in the arms of one devotedly.
Warm and loved,
She'll be getting what she has long deserved.
What Am I?
Can you see me through your eyes?
Can you hear the words that I say?
Do you notice me on this fine day?
Kindness is a virtue,
Used by others as a fault.
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