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The time,

the one time I tried,

in reaching out,

in minding not.

The last time,

I said something,

saw something so real,

and I denied,

left it untouched,

a white angel unfolding,

another peace free.

Didn't fight it,

but I didn't like it,

still have no voice to slight it.

I deny it and pay the price,

more hurt to fuel my desires.

I am stronger for it,

although I cannot triumph over it.

I can only wish to end this,

mend it so not to lose it,

I must not win,

love is all that's left to live.

a step my carpenters forgot to build.

I am the change,

heed me and watch me fall.

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