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Truth of the Matter

 


This is written to those who steal from another,
including self-respect, hope, strength, material,
they come for all the wrong reasons' into your
home stealing all they can, then leave, returning
time and time again.

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Don't turn my way, with just one thought,
if you are here, for goodness of being here,
be here, if you have intension's of hurting
by stealing, please leave quietly without
noticed..

A man can give so much, yet he can hurt
so much from others who do not care, or
pretend to care. Why is that when your
good, you encounter everything that is
not good?

Falseness is superficial, coldness chilling
the very soul, where warmth fills the air
with fragrance, song, pleasure of being
alive to smell freshness, pure, untouched
gratification...

Turn not to me, for I hold a special key
that no one will find by greed and unfair
treatment, all barriers shall fall and
truth shall build a new foundation..

Don't turn my way for your own reason's.
turn to me cause you hold your own key
of truth, not evil, selfish ways to deceive,
for in time you shall deceive yourself..

You can see through a house of glass,
but not through walls of deceit. So if you
enter this house that took so long to build,
come in goodness, without intentions
to steal, the walls don't need another stain,
they took so long to cleanse..

(If you cannot be true to yourself, who can
you be true too)

Piece taken from my ''Hurting Collection''


By Derena
© 2006 Derena (All rights reserved)

By Derena

© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)







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