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You always wore your signs of infidelity on your ears, but I didn't believe it. You distracted me from the truth. I don't think that I wanted to know. I do know now and it still hurts. Every new earrings that you wore only meant another guy that you were hiding. Your jewelry showed me everything and you told me nothing. I still don't know why I took your invisible word as the truth.
God.
I beg you, dear chief: please spare my children's lives for they know not what they have done. The land between us is not marked as "restricted", they violated our truce in ignorance, please accept my left hand as the symbol of our apology.
In the trunk of the car, he desperately fought to escape. He kicked out the tail light so he could see where he was being taken. He could see behind him his wife driving to his rescue, but in a blink of an eye a gun shot was fired and the car that his wife was driving swerved off the road and she and he were gone forever.
I popped the bottle open with one last wish to be alone. It came true. I drink this champagne without a soul to raise a glass with. I still toast to the world and keep my chin high knowing I sought out this solitude.
Simon and Garfunkel seem to say it best, "bridge over troubled water". I don't know what that means, but I like it. Maybe it's the pathway to happiness, you can arise above the water that troubles you. If only I could find this bridge, or perhaps I am the one who needs to build it.
In the worst of my days I feel as a cactus in a garden. I may be intriguing because of the improbable misplacement but I am not beneficial in that particular environment. I need to find my desert to dwell.
I don't feel like i'm lost in the desert of life, but it sounds more poetic if that was the case. So for the sake of romancing my tragic life... I am lost in the desert of life.
I like the meal before the dessert. I don't care for the sweets, it's only secondary anyway. I think of my Grandma most of all when I see this word, she was very thoughtful with making desserts and I felt bad because I didn't enjoy them as I should have. I do have a sweet taste, just not a sweet tooth.
My mistakes are carved in my hands. I cannot escape my past but I can change my future, if only I can change first. I can only see the light from the darkness that I am in, it hurts to look, I can not adjust as drastically as i'd like.
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