just thought i'd do a page with poems that i've written recently. i tend to put the most recent on top, and no i don't have a certain amount of time after which i remove them. just whenever i feel as if they have been here for too long.

We were the lovers, we are the lovers.
We were the losers first-
Get through the pain
Get through the lonliness
Your test of truth.

Sometimes we failed-
      with tears (in silence)
      with anger (raging invisible)
      with violence (against self and friends)

Sometimes we passed-
      with unhearing ears (locked in our minds)
      with head held high (in defiance)
      with a smile (they didn't matter)

Sometimes.... sometimes they were both the same.

We are the lovers; they were the losers
who gave us the scars I bear everyday:
The uncertainty, the depression, the hate
that I will never lose,
except in loving.

We were the lovers, we are the lovers,
never losers in our own minds.
There is no pain
There is no lonliness.
My test of truth.... PASSED
Light and joy belong to me.

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