Thursday, 17 September 2015

Heart opens a wound

called and cried
I can't say sorry enough
Yet I do the wrong things.. As I look to turn wrong into right... My tears are holding back a fight.

You yelped and expressed truth yet I want to arrive back to your life. Your voice gets louder and louder with the points proved you want to say..
I am hurting now.., pain, please go away.

I have never been perfect and despite the vices I hold
I cry in genuine truth
Like pulling out an aching tooth.

I won't ever stop loving you as the wound opens and enters deep.
I need to remain true and try to rise as the skill is to avoid a demise.

I love you
And respect where you come from. 
If peace is what is desired, then respect is what you ultimately deserve.,
I am not right for you, as hold back to serve . 

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