Running Parallel
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Last published Tue, Dec 5, 2017
Running Parallel:
The flood gates are open,
my heart is yet broken.
My mind is a place where memories are made and my trust fades.
I'm losing faith, I'm losing hope.
I may have the choosing to run, but I possess the resilience to stay.
My anger is hot and my fury is at play.
I am doing my best to keep the beast at bay.
You can run, you can hide.
You are not the last to have tried.
I will avenge the feelings that were lost.
You should have learned that I am not one to be crossed.
I forbade no more tears to fall.
I am not weak nor am I strong.
But I have the sense to stand tall,
be proud,
to not falter,
to be me,
and that's the way it should be.
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