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| 137 1/29/02 Phases It wasn�t until I lost everything, That I realized what something, Of my life which I was living, Had been blinded and left beaten By where what was thought had been, Reformed completely to a sin, By its self alone to rot, To experience just what in fact I got! --- All by myself with only my mind, To keep me sane throughout this time, Learning slowly but clearly what was done, Was indeed for the best for what I�ve become Keeping this in mind I have gained so much, That in fact what was, was better left undone, By where what we had was like a lie, In which the feelings I have were deprived --- It wasn�t until this past week, That I truly found what I seek, The perfect gem shining in the night, My own Jem giving me new light And with this comes all the ways, Where our feelings can last throughout the days, Causing the clearing of the past, Leaving only the future that�d last. |