Hear me out my darling
For I have so much to say
I should have told you long ago
that ‘something’
we both know you know.
But I could not
would not
did not then
And now it's come around again.
And I wonder still. If it's best
To let those old dogs laid to rest
Lie quietly
Unheard
Undeterred to tell
The secrets that dwell from a life time of learning as we go.
The truth is terrible
and it hides feebly under my persistent pride.
Taunting me.
You know I lied.
I'm sorry my darling.
For I want you know
Though the words remain
unspoken
I know you know.
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LilyRose
Corporate cog by day, poet by night. Writing is my happy place. Comments, follows and critiques are always welcome!
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