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Sunday, 24 January 2010

No Defense

You're breaking the lies
That I used to hide behind.
But it seems the truth makes less sense.
The future too bright.
The happiness is blind.

You took your smiles
At my expense.
Left cold and confused
On the cracked floors
Bare, with stains of laughter
And the people
Who used to sit there.

I closed the doors
On where I came from years
Ago. The wind still blows
Through my hair and yet

It is nothing compared
To the memory
Of your touch
And though it felt empty
It was filled with so much.

But the truth seems to make less sense.
You left me in the battlefield of your heart.
With no defense.

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