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| Her Psuedo-Apology
by niceeguyy at 4/27/2009 6:34:24 PM
This one can't be won
At least not with my inferior gonads
The argument of
How breaking her hearts
Was actually doing us a favor
That letting her go
No matter how cowardly
Or insensitive
Was a supreme act,
Not of selflessness
But extreme self-awareness
The train of thought of should
I have strung her along
Letting her cling to a lost hope
From a time when there was a living us
Before eternity and forever asked
And questioned the meaning of us,
Is an inadmissable consolation
Scars are ugly
But they form a shell harder to pierce
Roses are beautiful
But they still need to grow thorns
To keep intruders at bay
And concentrate on blossoming
She,
In her multiple personalities
Grows stronger
The further the distance;
Surer of footing
Questioning less
Dreaming more
She smiles better
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