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No Reward For Honesty

I told the truth and lied to myself Both at the same time I'd love you forever Through sickness and health And still you won't be mine What am I to do I expose my bloody past Attempting to be trusted Pulled from the salvage Placed at your feet Broken down and rusted I lied cause I showed you And broke a promise to myself Hoping for acceptance But now I sit alone In the dark with all my past Begging for forgiveness

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 8/31/2010 12:22:00 PM
Enjoyed reading your poetry today Micah. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/31/2010 11:17:00 AM
Sad that one has a past that they feel that they can't share with that special person..But in sharing it puts the choice on the other person if they can accept you for who you are with good and bad baggage...Enjoyed reading your work...Sara
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