The Fighting

Pure and clean we first appeared
Pigs we have become now covered with filth by our true selves
Aggressive negotiations that were thought to be peaceful,
Uneasy over the phrases we say.
Lovers in a quarrel fighting for their points
Acting as government officials ignoring each opinions
Never in harmony that was once plentiful as rain water
But now has evaporated after everything.
Betrayed we both felt, unsureness clouded our visions.
Undivided attention to flaws no longer to our beauty
Unsettling nature tiring our very souls within
Through every fault haunts,
Scarring every collection of good thought.
Searching for the loving feeling
That was once immense found in you
But the punch of your distasteful words ruined your image.
I was committed but felt partially addicted
Wishing for myself to be released of the restraint
Suffering added to the hidden abundance of pain
And now it emerges from its confinement, I could feel it slowing me.
A newer me has emerged wishing that I could revert back,
Searching for person that has vanished...

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