Category : Poems

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No more feeling like I can live forever,
no more wanting the power that comes with misery.
A heart of stone could change the story,
but a heart of gold is what has cursed me.

I don't need judgement,
the ones to say move on from here.
I don't need pity,
maybe just a shoulder to shed my tear.
This is not a mile to walk,
this walk will burn through all my shoes.
But when I reach the finish line,
I found I walked it just to lose.

I've poured my heart out a thousand different ways to you,
and dripped out so many tears there's a new ocean of blue.
But I guess all my words can't find their way through,
my gift; worthless.... when you're the one they're dedicated to.