that peered through the shroud of your are
that looked deep inside, and saw through you
pulled the scoundrel, resurrected the truth
it's not like you didn't display the signs
of want and need and what I provide
you hide your heart and lay down pain
I take it all and I remain
reminiscent of yet another heart in time
your love torn deep, gashing open wide
another valley, a different crescent moon
a history of heart and grace and truth
you revisit the love, anguish, affliction
affirming it won't happen again
I am you then and still I remain
a friend till the end, a heart still pained
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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