Treachery
I cannot say if I will stay
I will not share my pure despair
I won’t reveal through this ordeal
I do not care you’re unaware
I don’t believe I can relieve
I won’t explain the endless pain
You never thought you would get caught
And now I’m strained to wax or wane
(In Iambic Tetrameter)
4/28/2016
Copyright © Lukas Ficklin | Year Posted 2016
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