Ignorant Pride
To stand and tell the world,
that I do still love you,
would do me no harm,
but would only add to your ill charm.
To let you know,
would never do.
To let you know that
you still get to me late at night.
to tell you of the uneasy,
feelings that are just not right.
That would be to go
against my own pride,
these things I cannot
confide. So for
everything that has
a price attached to
it, there truly is
a cost. I pay
for my pride
with you as my loss.
Sarah Comstock
6/20/98
Copyright © Sarah Comstock | Year Posted 2010
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