What should I confess to thee
Nothing true would help
So what does that leave
But secrets and lies.
Yet what we have is true
And I would that were enough
Might we try, savor this
It is the best we can do
Oh but it hurts me.
New wounds tear as you
Heal the old.
--3.4.08
Friday, April 18, 2008
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