Facing Fact

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Facing Fact

You tear down
All around
Being utter evil
Just to build
Your self up
Your anger
Hate
Sadness
A self firing gun
Going off when ever
On who ever
Never hitting
The wanted target
The emotions
Awake from slumber when ever
Looking in the mirror
A tougher challenge ever day
To gauge your eyes out
The only thing you could wish for
How much happier
You would be
With no ability
To see
Cry's for help
Are muffled
You self sabotage
As if part of you
Only wants to suffer
Entirely
It only I could
Have the pure courage
And lie to you be a false hero
But I care for you
So I tell you this
The answer is unknown
But from here
Things will continue to
Spiral down
That's just facing fact

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