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Experience


Maybe she is right,

But I believe that she is wrong.

She might not see this,

But I'm stronger than she thought.

 

She looks at me behind a fog

Filled with her memories.

She doesn't know that what we are

Is barely outside our dreams.

 

She sees where she has failed

And expects me to do the same.

Unlike her, I won't back down

When it seems wrong to me.

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