Thursday, July 30, 2015

sober



Us, our tale, its repeat I would not mind
I’m quite frail but not mentally impaired nor blind
You’re someone I would hail but you choose to be unkind
Away you’ve sailed, leaving me behind

Your perfect explanation to leave to scamper away
My once aspiration are now to my greatest dismay
Your dissension you use to further push me away
I am not enough for your compassion so you leave me astray

DS

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