Clumsy

Clumsy in my missteps 
And clumsy with my words
Tripping over my own feet
And now tripping over yours

Clumsy with my quick words
And clumsy in my steps
My venom tongue will sting you
And can take away your breath

Never said I’m graceful
And now you know it’s true
Can I dare forgive myself 
This dire crime of wounding you?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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