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A Poem by Nia-Cheyenne

This is harder than I thought
My hands begin shake
after all the troubles I fought
I'm finally about to break.

I am a friend in need
and i'm loosing control
As I sit here and bleed
Losing you has taken it's toll.

My eyes are blurred
And I'm listening to rewind
Are my pleas heard
I'm starting to lose my mind.

You once told me
I could make you smile
that I could make you happy
return the favour once in a while.

I promise i'll be strong
No longer will I be a chore.
I'll right my wrong
Your word has become my law.

You're my best friend.
You're my dream
I'll stand by you till the end
Whilst my world falls apart at the seem.



 

© 2009 Nia-Cheyenne


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This is a tough one, because there are many times as love begins to falter and fail - that we begin to make promises, saying we will change this - we will change that, so desperate not to lose the love we believe we have found that we would change who we are. Yet, aside from things we know ourselves to be wrong, any changes that we make based on what another wants - we are no longer ourselves - and we are left to wonder just who they are in love with... since it is obviously not us.

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Added on June 12, 2009