Breaking through these illusions
Messed into confusion..
Unsatisfactory combination
Throughout the nation..
Standing up against the wall
Heading for a disastrous fall.
Guiding myself through it all
Holding tight
Let's stop this fight..
Sometimes the battles are in the war.
A broken soul that's left like an unhealed sore.
The Band-Aid covered to heal the pain.
Tears falling like the rain.
We don't realize what we had
Until its gone..which is sad.
So we get back up and try again.
A never ending cycle..to the end.
©terrylin53
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