A Delicate Situation
He couldn't stop crying
Prying into his soul, that was now bare.
It felt like he was dying.
His love could only stare.
She could hear the noises of the birds
As time stood still
Her mouth empty of words
She felt very ill.
She could not believe this.
The man she loved was full of lies.
And she had been seduced with the sweet bliss
That were his honey colored eyes.
But now he lays there.
Begging for forgiveness
Stripping his soul bare
With his love as a witness.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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