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A rare find is transparent in the public eye

though it will never be a sure thing

becuase the best things in life

are the ones you keep questioning

how can you say that love is fleeting

your hearts keeps beating

though it may change course

choose new targets, contain remorse

don't cry over lost lovers

spaces under covers

all they are is the emptiness

you feel in your lowest depress

but each scar is an answer

to a qeustion you don't know

each pain is a cancer

if you feed it, it will grow

and if you're so far below

you can only go up

 

you could wait forever for the bad to become good

but an endless puzzle doesn't solve itself

you could you would you probably should

but it's all in good health

standing in the shallow end of every pool

follow every rule

still you seem to be sinking

go out every weekend drinking

away with your worries

goodbye to your cares

falling down two stories

of metal edged stairs

and you still say the pain at the bottom

is better than your heart that's throbbing

but at least when you are so far down

you can only go up