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She often wondered why she never allowed it to progress any further.  Often she would sit and ponder the reason for her hesitation over the years.

Finally one day she came to the conclusion that it was the inconsistency. She knew that she could never quite trust a person who loved her one day and the next day be so aloof.

And then there were the others.  Too many others.  And she could never settle for being one of many.

She could only ever be happy, being the One.

So the days and the weeks and the months and the years slid by.

And then it was too late.

Sometimes she dreams...

.

In

In the corner you sit

in the dark your heart lives in

raging against the god

you say you don't believe in

hating the life you

find yourself trapped in

fighting with demons

the ones you invite in

cursing the friends

that you would not let in

while you cling to the darkness

of the pain that is within

your heart in the dark

the dark that it lives in.

Across the room is a door

that is letting the light in

but your bitterness refuses

to let you walk

Out

11/12/2017

(Simple words for no one in particular and for every dark heart)