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Bound


I hold right in my hand
My future and my fate
I pray my hurt will heal fast 
And end now all my hate
How could they not realize 
My pain and my distress
I know I must just end it now 
Because my life’s a mess
I have so many words to say
But when I try to write them down
The right words just won’t come to me
They won’t be paper bound
So silently I lay in my bed
Fall in deep I pray
My fears, my pain and worry
They fade and slip away
I swim in silk of nothingness
My emptiness disappears
I see now all beloved
Though fail to wipe their tears
My life with no beginning or end
No middle, a timeless blur
The joy and life they gave to me
The strength I gave to her
I witness all this pain I caused
And how I never saw
They loved me as much as I did them
I realize I was wrong

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