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Still Alive
She.
Was a wild soul
Ignited by the what could be's despite
What should be the
Out come of having
A bad boy in a
Society where good just ain't good
Enough...her last.
left her like her first
Threw her love in the dirt pissed
On her feelings and spat on her
trust but she was...
Still alive.
He.
Had a past that couldn't be
Caught no matter how fast he changed
He thought he
could be the one but she...
Was babe Ruth
In the ninth gone with the
Wind in a tenth of
A second due to any hint in
A message letting her know his
Past did not have a funeral.
Still alive.
They.
could either build trust or live
Stuck with a heart that couldn't beat
Due to constant defeat and
A scar that wouldn't meet the
Standards of acceptability to be
Healed by the decision of another yet be
Still alive.
This is backwards because the One
Who died for us cared not of our trials
With lust nor our piles of dust
our many denials of trust did not
Fathom the one who took on the lies for us
And lied for us
on the cross and
Died.
For us...
LOVE IS STILL ALIVE.
"Feel love at any given moment because we know not when our senses will feel no more"
Sincerely.
Was a wild soul
Ignited by the what could be's despite
What should be the
Out come of having
A bad boy in a
Society where good just ain't good
Enough...her last.
left her like her first
Threw her love in the dirt pissed
On her feelings and spat on her
trust but she was...
Still alive.
He.
Had a past that couldn't be
Caught no matter how fast he changed
He thought he
could be the one but she...
Was babe Ruth
In the ninth gone with the
Wind in a tenth of
A second due to any hint in
A message letting her know his
Past did not have a funeral.
Still alive.
They.
could either build trust or live
Stuck with a heart that couldn't beat
Due to constant defeat and
A scar that wouldn't meet the
Standards of acceptability to be
Healed by the decision of another yet be
Still alive.
This is backwards because the One
Who died for us cared not of our trials
With lust nor our piles of dust
our many denials of trust did not
Fathom the one who took on the lies for us
And lied for us
on the cross and
Died.
For us...
LOVE IS STILL ALIVE.
"Feel love at any given moment because we know not when our senses will feel no more"
Sincerely.
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