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Absense- A poem about being misled

Updated on June 19, 2013

Title: Absense

I’d walk a new path

Pave a new way

But I’m used to yesterday

It was just a slap, a hit at most

Tattooed with words of degradation

But he loves me she said

At least in her own mind

Yet at night he was out

Seeing more of her kind

The comfort of the has been

Of the ‘what’s supposed to be’

Is often just enough to hang on; to pray to only see

Hold could someone turn; and look the other way

It seem like only yesterday we were declaring vows

Polar opposites of where were sitting now

But human nature has many sitting blind

And half of us stirring with a broken heart left behind

We can hang on to memories

Can think about the times we held

Ones true colors are the only thing that matters

Beneath the skin what do you see

Do you see that person take pain for me

Or inflict it to save on account of being selfish

Cause love is the art of sacrifice

And I’d cut myself to the bone for you

I have an alter where I pray

Cause love has become the ultimate pity

People praise it for what it’s not

And have forgotten what it can grant

See it for what it is…a foundation

Because with it you can grow forever

And in its absence…you forget who you are

©Sean Monaghan 1/28/2013

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