or mending for what needs repair
I gave you love and affection
knowing you'd go from here
visiting in the dark side
while all around you sleeps
dancing in the moonlight
with something you couldn't keep
truth and my conviction
on the other side of my door
like a heroin addiction
that left me wanting more
love faltered at my bedside
faking what wasn't here
although I was often chided
I wasn't ever that clear
as you waited for justification
demarcation wasn't defined
solutions not forthcoming
and clearly no fault line
so forging ahead you leave me
it won't affect you none
the truth was never out there
you take care of number one
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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