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Prove


The best way to prove what you feel is to

Fight for it.

The worst way to prove that you were never meant

To be is to break my heart.

Everyday you ask me to prove

My love for you

I live for you.

I breathe for you.

I will die for you.

But you don’t feel the same.

My only way to prove to myself that I belong to

Nobody is to walk away

To prove I am better without is not impossible

Anymore to prove that I am a disaster

Is kind of obvious

But to prove that you and I are one big disaster

Is pointless.

My parents always told me to prove myself to nobody.

To fight for love in the purest way.

To love the love that is meant for me.

To live in peace and not hold any gauge

But to prove a love that is maintain by only

One person, never again

I live to prove nothing.

I love to prove everything.

I fight to prove the wrongs in life.

I don’t give up to live another day.

To prove that life is beautiful.

To prove that every secret broken can be fix.

To prove that every promise is a lost hope

But never again will I prove or

Fight for everything or anything that hurt me.

I love the fact that you need me.

I hate the fact I meant nothing to you.

I live to live a life that is run by everyone.

To prove I belong to somebody

I don’t care anymore.

I belong to myself and nobody else.

You want me to stay

But I left without saying goodbye.

Many prove things for the wrong reasons.

I live to prove the right reasons.

I fight to prove I am somebody.

Never again will you hurt me.

Never again will I have to prove myself.

I have nothing to prove.

I have everything to gain.

I will be everything and

You will be nothing.

I was once told to prove my love for

You.

I was to prove and never doubt it

But how can you prove

Something that was never there.

In your eyes I see doubt.

In you smile I see lies.

In your heart there is a lock.

Your lies run like a river.

Your words lost at sea.

Yet I have to prove a love

That died with a broken heart

And fight to prove a love

That died.

The best way to prove a love is to

Love the love that loves you.

The best way to fight for the rights

In life is never to walk away.

The worst way to live a life is

To pretend and prove that

Your love is last for an eternity.

Prove what is in your heart.

Prove the love you love that you

Will never stop fighting.

The best way to love is to love

Again and never have to prove it

To anybody but him.

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mariamata2014

My name is Maria Guadalupe Mata, I come from a family of seven kids and two parents. I have been writing since my 10th grade year and love to draw and write and speak in front of people.

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