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Rated: E · Appendix · Personal · #862481
My first feeble attempt at writing I slightly changed it 12/31/2004
I was raised to not be
Not to ask
I would only receive
What you thought was best
I placed it all into your control
You could even say I sold my soul
I sold it to who?
I thought you would never let me down
After all I was taught
You would never leave
You never would forsake
Here I am again
Half done in an upstream fight
The shepherds are more like wolves
You gave them to me
They have missed the mark worse then I
Now I stand here wondering
Do I give it to you again
I only have one life to give
Yet I feel I have given three
All I ever wanted was to love and be loved
So maybe I wanted to be loved first sometimes
Can I help that I am selfish?
I try not to be but I am
I still strive to be like you
Only without you
Should I ever trust you again?
Why should I?
You have failed me worse than I ever failed you I can't...
No let me put it this way...
I won't!

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