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Poem

Just Is by MwsR

Torment, well it use to be

But sometimes things aren’t easy for me

So torment was replaced with residue

Residue of time spent with you.

Like a disaster but not a fatal one

Only one that leaves you broken and undone.

Sense of it makes no sense

Thoughts from it, leave you in suspense.

A time perhaps you’d like to erase

One that shattered that smile you had on your face.

Toil not over things that don’t matter

Matter only for things that make you better.

Knowledge comes from lessons that you go through

They teach us and help us to.

So as for me, I will change with my emotions,

And stay away from commotion.

I’ll remember what needs to be

I’ll do it not for you but me.

This will be a step towards my healing inside

One that leaves me seeing all that’s in my mind.

As for you, it’s not mine to address

I’m giving myself a much-needed healing rest.

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While You Forget By MwsR

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I am wondering where the time went

What was it inside your mind or how much others really meant

Why would you let your soul be jeopardized?

You should have apologized

Now you are forgetting all the rotten moments of your life

While others, speaking for myself, agonized.

Secretive, yet I managed to see right through

Of course, there was no option, for me, but to

Hearing of your memory disease makes me sad for you

I never hated you, it’s true.

Choosing to lock you out of my life

Help me be a better person, a better wife.

I saw in my husband the man you could never be

And just think you were my own daddy.

Pains me to think of your soul and eternal situation

I just hope you rectified that and received sanctification.

Still, the human side of me is mad

Mad that you no longer hear those demons you had.

They probably drove you crazy towards the end of your memory

It kind of works that way, you know, believe me.

I’ve had you in my memory for so long you see,

No one cared to listen to me.

I forgave you a long time back

Because I wanted to meet God one day, and that’s that.

You get to forget, but I don’t

I wish in my heart I could, but I won’t.

For me to remember brings closure and renew

And nothing for you.

While you forget, the eternal will make known

All the things a person has done wrong.

If there was one thing I’d like you to remember,

That I made it despite you, in spite of you, and until forever.

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Poem

Aware by MwsR (POEM IS ALL IT IS, BASED ON LIFE REALLY)

I’m so tired of trying
So much like a gun that’s through firing.
I have the capabilities to do more,
It just isn’t worth all the allure.
Maybe it was a trial run or a possible misfire
Maybe my emotions are a liar.
Need me, only in case of emergency
It can’t be me anymore, you see!
I’ve done all I desire to do
Remember it wasn’t me but you.
There is a shift in power now
I’m taking over, someway, somehow.
Better if you look for another opportunity
Because I’m putting you away for my sanity.
I won’t get played anymore
See we have already been here, in this predicament before.
It’s nothing that it is the way it is
Just one to just dismiss.
There I said it, now you know
Don’t come to me unless you can show
What it means to say you care.
It’s more than words, you should be made aware.

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POEM

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Truer Than True by MwsR<3

When you are smack down in the middle

Feeling things inside you tingle

It is time to remember

That these feelings are packed with fervor.

There are no amount of words that can adequately discuss

Those things that sweep you up in a rush

Each pitter-patter of reflection sends your heart further

Further than one can almost comprehend and for much longer.

Is it possible to need something like this?

Is the passing of each day too much to miss?

Be it fire or famine,

Ruthless tenacity or beyond what you can imagine.

Love can be truer than true

Left to its own device it will pursue

No richer or poorer has ever been a man

Who love with their all and give what they can.

Let love be your truer than true

Hold it tight and let it hold you.

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Poem

If They Knew, by MwsR

If people could feel what it is that makes a person’s heart want to crawl outside their body, then they would know.
When the hurt is so bad, you feel your heart start to slow.
Love can do that for many reasons.
It does not differentiate between “human” seasons.
It doesn’t start or end there,
It will creep out from behind and sense where you are, anywhere.
It is hard to let others know what you feel when there are no words
No reason or rhyme, when you feel absurd.
It is an inner thing,
When in the balance of life or the death thing.
If people only knew what I would do for one last conversation with you,
For one more hello or goodbye, one more word or two.
It’s easy to be distracted, not taking into account those you’ve impacted.
For if you knew you could make changes that need to be made
Go outside and sing in the rain,
Walk with your loved one hand in hand,
Not let anything remove you from where you stand.
It is easy to pass condemnation,
That is what is wrong today with our whole nation.
One cannot know all there is to know,
Just by living, without anything to show.
I have had chances, maybe blew a couple or a few,
But there is one thing that would have made a difference,
Usually, it is, “If they only knew…”

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Poem

TWO
By MwsR

Two people,
One is left when one goes away.
There is not enough fortitude for that person to stay.
Two dreams,
One is of comfort, one of pain
Ain’t much sunshine for all the rain.
Two arms,
Both are capable to reach out to another,
One holds tight their dying mother.
Two different opinions,
Neither one is truly right,
But it doesn’t matter when they are in a fight.
Two endings,
Really there is no way to predict,
One you’ll feel lucky, the other like you’ve been kicked.
Two falsehoods,
One is thought to be true and for sure,
The other sets in motion a great uproar.
Two loves,
Neither one knows much about the other,
But the holder of the love carries that love over and over.
Two kids in the same family,
One will be a preacher, one will be the shame.
Neither upbringing or circumstance to blame,
Two days,
One with which you will love and cherish
One that you will wish would perish.
Two is either this or that
No one thing by itself all alone,
I could just go on and on!

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POEM

The Reason For, by MwsR

In the quiet of the day

When thoughts start to invade

There are reflections that appear

Maybe of a person, you hold dear.

What is their significance in your life

Do they pose something for you without strife?

We must reflect only to direct

To change our focus perhaps,

We don’t need to relapse.

Past things are to be remembered

But they are not to diminish our slumber

Or to dictate our future

This is the measure of becoming mature.

Yes, remember

But never stay too long or linger

Our future can be a pleasure

Our past can interrupt our harmony

Believe this from me.

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