Blinded Memories - Poem

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Face strong, mind weak, no one to hear, nothing to speak,
The ones that have left me, thinking of themselves,
Now pointing the gun at me, no more empty shells,

Ill be standing at the end, and rub the lies in your faces,
Your all to blame, and you’ve all made your choices,

I remember the day, the day it all started,
Disbelief in her voice, she begged and she pleaded,
She loved me so well, she loved and she needed,
Now its all gone to hell, and now she’s deserted,

Now she turns to daemon, the one that she hated,
Conspiring against me, being used and being blinded,
The one that I knew, I hope is still there,
So be careful who you trust, and know ill always care,

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