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The problem

A far away dream, and a long forgotten promise.

There she is - mumm ra
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3pelHCk07M

The words, I never said.
The thoughts, not worth thinking.
My mind a shattered reflection of things it never had the privilege to remember.
Promises,
Words,
Lost to time, truth lost to perception, the memories disentigrating, falling threw my hands as though uncapturable grains of sand.

Love lost to time
as few things aren't
you were mine, even if for a minute
Even if for a moment

My truth
My trust
My heart
That thing I keep trying to beat down inside of me
My soul

I  promised you a promise that was taken from me
The most ridiculous promise

I know today, not all promises can be kept
I know love doesn't last
I know
Iknow
I KNOW

I know, that I know nothing, that your memory still haunts me, the memory of you that isn't even real
Corrupted and lied about and destroyed and used and abused.

My heart.
My you.

You still hurt, hurt me.
Hurt me.
Hurt me.
HURT ME.

I break, am broken, lost, lie's, a lie,

Love, you were the love that could have been, don't you see? You are the thing I lost which cost me, me. You
You
you YOU

are the truth of me
My sadness,
My life,
My love,

The truth of me, was always you, even if not you in person, your memory, you
the truth of me, which was taken from....
Taken
taken taKeN
TAKEN

my innocence, my life, my love, my Her, my she

You are the promise of my life, MY DEATH. My love. To know you again love, to love, loving, promises never kept, faith, truth, trust. Rage, pain, tears, you were taken from me. You left, I left, we left, life... Car's, bicycles, sorrow, the salty, sadness.

My truth, my suffering, my love, my joy, my faith, my hope, my everything. Promises are made to be kept, yet their broken, then they aren't made anymore, for promises are mad to be kept. Mad?

Are you mad? I'm not maD, for my MaDneSS is my sorrow. My loss, my pain, my love. My promise, my sorrow, my joy, my MAdNEss. Truth? My pieces are scattered to the four winds, all that remains...is missing pieces.

The life not lived

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