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The Difference of a True Heart
When asked if I really care...of course I do...the sights and sounds of my enemies truly try to design me,
Although they pierce and slice me...my emotions will not change anymore than they are now...I love you always and forever,
Your words trying to shatter my souls desire to succeed...affirmations you try to decide upon me...I do not hate you,
If and when they push my limits...I will make another one...you couldn't push me far enough to snap my nerves...I need you.
Comparing yes and no...if and maybe...you won't and you can't...all of these they say to me...but this king won't leave the throne,
Tailgate me...go around me and beep those horns and the bird is standing high from the glass window...your welcome,
The retrospect you derive from me...terrorizing my heart like a flea on a dogs body...bite and bite emotional turmoil...doesn't bother me,
Attack my soul and attack my inner foundation...the building blocks you try to push from inside me...I will simply rebuild that superstructure to superior standards.
Tick tock the clock has begun ticking you say...my time is up you try to explain...well if my time as come it will truly come with a smile on my face,
The fears you attempt to instill in me...the disregard you place upon my heart to regard your own sanity...I say it's located deep within yourself,
I try to walk and you trip me...I get back up...you trip me again...oh the cycle it goes on and on...but it's not me with the clown feet is it,
Tell me I listen to wrong music...no classical or trip-hop...jazz or motets...you say listen to country or rap...I say find yourself first.
Tell me how I should feel...let me know how you truly feel about yourself that I can simply help you my friend,
Your attacks on my religions...what is my religion again...maybe you should see the light of your higher power yourself,
The physical assaults you make upon my body...your emotional talks of blatant disregard...if you ever need to talk I am here,
The sky is falling you say...the world is going to end...stir up the rest of the world...may I ask you why you are so fearful of me to attempt destruction of little ol' me....I will still offer you the world in return my friend.
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