anything I say might be embarrassing
the alternative too bleak like giving up
no one paying attention then suddenly
zeroes in how could you say that thing
you fool what were you thinking have
some respect others do not comment
chances must be taken or nothing can
be done morality curtained silent heart
forgive me only words wound or mend
what thought grapples on warm nights
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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