Friday, September 27, 2013

War & casualties

I will suppress, at least to forget.
I will avoid at least to prolong.
I will hide at least to still have something to run from.

You will forget, at least I believe so.
You will leave, yes- this I know so.
You will hurt if I don't disarm you.

I will run, to anywhere away from you.
I will crave to be by your side as I flee from your sight.
I will wish I stayed when I was always first to disappear.

You have pushed me to be who I am.
You have made me into the fragile, yet sure person I am.
You have made me take action when I previously shy away.

I can't find you now; I will discover you soon.
I won't doubt you fully; I will trust you then.
I didn't plan this; hurt just happened.

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