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Though I sent this for a friend as a response for a poem she wrote...I decided some other people may find it interesting as well,

I thought I had the best until the worst showed itself to me like a monster in the night, its teeth big and scary...But only if I could face it...only If I could tell it No you are just a character in a dream...But I can't because its not fake. Its real... The days pass so quickly now making me lose interest that I can still wake up in the morning without breaking down and saying this is a dream.

Small.
Enclosed.
Feelings ignored.

Lights flash in the distance,I see my life pass me by only to hear no more of it.

One day the tree will face the way of the wind.

Nothing will come between the two.

Everything lost and broken.

Torn apart and yet so harsh are the words that come between,

The life of a warrior is one lived now.

Haste is all thats left.

The feeling of happiness is long gone and forgotten.