Who would have known
For so long,
This guilt for you
I held on to..
all for you.
This ego you have become
I bravely fight..
but must run from.
Sad but true
my bruises...
even if few..
come from you.
Once my light,
You're darkness I
must fight...
People say"Remember the good times"
Truth be known..
They would be anything but fine..
As the secrets
That you keep
Would make any
and all...weep.
What they see
and think..
What hides in you're darkness
Contradict and create
a sloppy mess.
Capturing the beauty
We once had..
Gives me hope..
Makes me less sad.
It allows the strength I hide..
That you have kept hidden
from the outside..
Step up..To fight
and save, not your ego
but the sacred and right.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
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1 comment:
Cute picture Lisa. It was good to see you this weekend. You look great.
Kelli
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