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Defying reality her beauty is all I see, Wanting none but thee, Worshipping all I see, Loving only thee, Unable to breathe, Life without thee, Has destroyed me.
Each night I sleep I always see, The helmet positioned atop a rifle, Empty boots devoid of life, No longer in service ensuring others live free, A helmet to protect the idea to be free,
No longer your lover, no longer your desire, only ever my soul desire, confounded by my desire, to give you the love you require, yet only receiving your ire, never to be your soul desire,
Instead of seeing me as I am today all you see is who I used to be. The person I used to be is not the man I am today. Time leaves a brutal scar on us all, separating one from another.
To stare death in the face, Only to come home to this place, To be cast aside from my place of peace, To be ostracised from my home, Sent out all alone, Promised one day to return home,
Opposites attract, for thine soul twas made of one cast. Like Yin and Yang so too is our love. Together as one we thrive and survive for apart we shall fall asunder.
Such a delicate repair, For a soul so rare, To break upon repair. Yet here I stare, At her beauty so rare, That none shall compare, To the love we share, In her love that we share,
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