Praise be

Dear lord 

I am rude to those I love

Yet is that perception from I?

I feel dreadful afterwards 

Yet my sensitivity does not wry.

I love you guys 

And can't help the person I turned out to be

Some shall disagree what I said..

Fair enough, yet feelings inside sometimes can't go to bed.

May your night turn into the brightest day

And sadness turn into the happiness night

Love you my nemesis, despite words exchanged

We live to build a path to make wrong into right.

Conflicting views shall delve into sight.

Hold my hand 

This is comfort for I more than thee

I want to hold harmony with the care I choose to cherish 

Moving forth in this beautiful world I embellish. 

J

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01.02.2017