Most Dear to Me

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Most Dear to Me

The battle I have I cannot explain

The question itself is much in vain

For the loss I suffer I hold within

And with these tears, I hope to begin

Though still in flesh I feel there is more

For their ways block their eyes, perception becomes poor

I see more than they know, but they do not see me

For they have lost all that was taught by he

Their lives of lies are all they've got

So they hold on tight and tighten the knot

Their problems become mine, for love makes me see

Their lack of appreciation dwells upon me

The past is gone, they hold it dear

But the future is forgotten, that is my fear

They act so sad, but should not regret

For the past is lovely and will never be dead

The days long ago will always be cherished

I hope on day their facade will perish

We mourn together, for the loss was great

But don't you see? he's in a better place

The hurt tears through leaving marks on our souls

But the actions they've chosen will not fill those holes

I don't want the day to come too late

The day in which you regret your mistake

Your heart now lacks soul and will become tainted

So I beg you not to take what really mattes for granted

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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