Written Wednesday, February 3, 2011 at 9:18pm, it's not a happy one. But it's a real one.
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When you lose touch with what's real,
You lose touch with what's right.
You start settling for less.
And the pain lingers at night.
You cry and you brace yourself,
For you can feel the unhappiness.
Your thoughts racing with embarrassment,
For you can't understand where your standards went.
My heart weeps,
For love it only needs.
Abandonment is its enemy,
I feel the cold as it begins to freeze.
Damn my stupidity,
My will to be a good woman.
Damn this life I've been cursed to live.
I'm begging for something better,
What I say I deserve.
But mistakes are only yelling,
"You get what you've earned."
-R.
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