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Escalated had it, through mere words An argument with a drunk, leaving none sober Avoidance I practiced, consequential to unity A day of togetherness, spent alone My desire to leave, superseding my will to stay. You were right, I conceded; true or untrue A waste was it to speak, when I would be unheard To read was it my choice, to refuse A key preventing entrance, denying inebriated lectures Solitude enlightening the festivities, more than company. The skies were blue as I walked toward a reprieve Blame was exchanged, for a norm that was apparent Maybe a little disappointment, wooed me forward But an excuse does that afford none, for irrationality Irresponsible was I in not informing ; irresponsible were you in trying to find me. Your defence would I always assist, to rectify or sway Good to me were you never not Imperfections denied by a bond, unbroken My respect wanting to yield, but not confounding Your pedestal never lowering, even when your actions requested. Maybe forgiveness is to be asked, to relieve An apology would do well, to alleviate One person, a victor, the other not; egos choosing Toxins I am unaccustomed to, poisoning minds I want to hate, but love remains true.
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Dec 26, 2016
Dec 26, 2016 at 11:26 AM UTC
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Escalated had it, through mere words An argument with a drunk, leaving none sober Avoidance I practiced, consequential to unity A day of togetherness, spent alone My desire to leave, superseding my will to stay. You were right, I conceded; true or untrue A waste was it to speak, when I would be unheard To read was it my choice, to refuse A key preventing entrance, denying inebriated lectures Solitude enlightening the festivities, more than company. The skies were blue as I walked toward a reprieve Blame was exchanged, for a norm that was apparent Maybe a little disappointment, wooed me forward But an excuse does that afford none, for irrationality Irresponsible was I in not informing ; irresponsible were you in trying to find me. Your defence would I always assist, to rectify or sway Good to me were you never not Imperfections denied by a bond, unbroken My respect wanting to yield, but not confounding Your pedestal never lowering, even when your actions requested. Maybe forgiveness is to be asked, to relieve An apology would do well, to alleviate One person, a victor, the other not; egos choosing Toxins I am unaccustomed to, poisoning minds I want to hate, but love remains true.
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Dec 26, 2016
Dec 26, 2016 at 11:26 AM UTC
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