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Current mood:  okay Category: Life
In my mind
I saw our future
In my heart
I was already yours
But in reality
You never knew me
It's my own fault
I choked when
I should have spoke
I walked when
I should have ran
I danced beside you when
I should have taken your hand
My hesitation left you open
for the enemy dressed in sheep's clothing
to infiltrate
under the guise of peace
It's not my style
But I admire the technique
I wonder...
If I had taken off my original
and put on the superficial
would I still be in the race
and not in the stands
With my examination
of my current situation
I fail to see the logic
So I wash my hands
before I pray
then rest on hope
and believe in truth
Comforted by the fact
that we're all just bruised fruit
11:12 PM
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