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The Battle of Wrongs
If I could right my wrongs
If I could change my past
Would it even matter?
I know it wouldn’t last
We argue and we fight
Lashing out at every turn
We say things out of spite
We get burned and then we learn
We stay because it’s easy
There’s a routine to our abuse
We dance like marionettes on strings
Broken dolls that have been used
And when it’s over
What can you say?
You look at devastated faces
And realize for every word there was a price to pay
You can’t say sorry
The damage is done
The words have been spoken
And the battle continues, never lost but never won
- Title: The Battle of Wrongs
- Artist: Amarante7
- Description: I read a poem today and just felt like writing one so I did and this is the result. Kind of Morbid, but some of you might be able to relate. This poem is the first poem I've posted up here so if you like this one I might write more. Enjoy! ^_^
- Date: 12/29/2008
- Tags: battle wrongs
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Comments (6 Comments)
- Amarante7 - 01/31/2009
- Thank you theincrediblefloom. I try to keep rythm and rhyme, I'm glad you think it's beautiful. ^_^
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- theincrediblefloom - 01/31/2009
- It's beautiful. Very nice rythm as well, awesome job.
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- Amarante7 - 12/31/2008
- Thanks Salen BlueJay. I didn't think that it was circulating.
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- Alexsandria the dark wolf - 12/31/2008
- me like it!-_-
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- Amarante7 - 12/29/2008
- Thank you. 3nodding
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- Mattation4ever - 12/29/2008
- so deep great great job. touching
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