An exploration of life , faith, and spitiuality while walking the path between the light and the darkness.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Hurtspeak
All the love is gone
You've ripped it from my heart
All the money is gone
That's what you wanted from the start
My sense of self was gone
But I'm finding it now
At least my soul is left
You couldn't steal it anyhow
All of the tears are gone
My hurt all turned to anger
All your weapons are gone
My heart no longer in danger
All these years that are gone
Were they all just an act
All of your lies are showing
And now that's a fact
Took you no time at all
To throw away all that we shared
Now your true colors are showing
To all they're laid bare
What's done is done
For good or for bad
But in my heart I know
You'll never replace what you had
You once said that you had a dream
In it I called you many a cruel name
But I'll never give you that satisfaction
So add that to your shame
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