Saturday, April 16, 2011

Was it my failure that drove you
or had you known before
I wasn't right-
preconcieved notions
are hard to change-
even when wrong.

Let me show
I can stand
on my own-
no help from you-
no help at all.
Alone.

A tear burns my eye
bleeding out.
Let me live.
Let me.
Live.

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