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Surrender

The blood that drips,
The pain’s still here.
A few more cuts,
And no more fear.

Acts that come religiously,
And pain I can’t withstand.
Grasping to it frantically,
I do not feel so sad.

Agony of defeat,
Silence of the loser,
Cries whimpered down the street,
The pain is again coming closer.

Make my ways
Again turn right,
When I say
I can no longer fight



Copyright ©2003 Crystal Lynn Burns