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I loved you strong, with all the recklessness I possessed, Yearned to share with you all I had to confess. Believed it would be palliated in your pristine hands, Watched it slip through your fingers like worthless sands. Enamoured and imprudent, I jumped right in, Unaware your depths were too shallow to swim. Naïveté; my judgement had faltered, All of my worth lay bare, and you resigned, unaltered. Gave everything I knew with nothing left in reserve Long forgotten it was me I should serve. It was a hope laced channel for all the healing I desired but you were inept at radiating the compassion required. No understanding for this fragile task in proposition, A rare gift to be cherished that you gave no recognition. And there was too much exposed for you to forsake, Too much that wasn’t earned; my calamitous mistake. For these blood stained bones you lacked the tools to unearth, You were never the answer to my rebirth. Gravely inexperienced for this feat, Your heart was too sheltered and your mind too weak. I gave you completely this intimate token, But you failed to see how I was broken.
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
Treasure
I loved you strong, with all the recklessness I possessed, Yearned to share with you all I had to confess. Believed it would be palliated in your pristine hands, Watched it slip through your fingers like worthless sands. Enamoured and imprudent, I jumped right in, Unaware your depths were too shallow to swim. Naïveté; my judgement had faltered, All of my worth lay bare, and you resigned, unaltered. Gave everything I knew with nothing left in reserve Long forgotten it was me I should serve. It was a hope laced channel for all the healing I desired but you were inept at radiating the compassion required. No understanding for this fragile task in proposition, A rare gift to be cherished that you gave no recognition. And there was too much exposed for you to forsake, Too much that wasn’t earned; my calamitous mistake. For these blood stained bones you lacked the tools to unearth, You were never the answer to my rebirth. Gravely inexperienced for this feat, Your heart was too sheltered and your mind too weak. I gave you completely this intimate token, But you failed to see how I was broken.
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
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