Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Beyond Measure

Nothing can change our past.
Everything can change our future.
You sat there looking at me,
yet never really saw me.
And now that you've destroyed us,
you finally are not blind.
You stared into my soul,
telling me it was beautiful.
Yet you were intrigued by a monster.
What is the truth?
What is the lie?
How does one mend,
when the demon lurks?
Your judgement is broken.
My heart is broken.
What am I now?

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