Marking the End
And now were at it again-
sitting in silence,
marking the end;
the end of compliance.
Always seems to stem with defiance,
next in line-
too much reliance.
Two guys, separate occasions
I guess you could call me a player-
I like the game of persuasion.
Believe me this,
I know this strays from virtue-
and did not intend to hurt you;
I did my best to explain,
the feelings I myself couldn't quite name
But to you it sounded all the same-
And honestly we are both to blame.
We knew the odds,
We took the dive-
Trying to get the honey,
from inside the beehive.
But its worth it because we are always trying to hide-
and you know how i am with my pride;
it's one thing I've never denied.
Copyright © Carly Larkin | Year Posted 2013
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