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Torn and tired

A damaged heart,
Which the world has torn apart.
Left on the ground,
beaten while everyone stands around.
No mercy from God on my soul, my shoulders have a heavy toll.
A burden I carry with me,
Allowing me to never be free..
My reality has burned up to ash,
What have I done to deserve this I ask.
I guess it's the price to pay to help, harsh life is dealt.
Nobody cares about my pain,
The pain that comes from my heart with nothing to gain.
But only my tears to swallow, along with my pride leaving me hallow.
I have no more to give you, nor is my love anymore be true.
It lives in a fantasy,
a fairy tail in which will never come true for me. There are no happy endings to my story,
Just a picture that is blurry. I pray every day and night,
and ever night and day,
for this fight,
To stray.
So I'm punished for my prayers,
As they stare.
As they take my happiness,
To only leave sadness.
I don't want to live like this anymore,
I want a life where I can soar.
But tonight I rest my head in tears,
As I lay in fear.
Written by Johnny707 (John M. A. Anderson)
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