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Hard Love
November 3, 2015
I know the words to gouge you,
To slice your heart to stone
To shred away the layers,
Chip away at bone.
You open up to me
As a morning glory
To the sun.
You think you know my secrets,
But I have told no one.
I am sorry for my tresspasses,
Sorry for my half-truths
Maybe one day you will see me
For honest,
For true,
But how can you know
When I do not?
© Narongsukchai T., Sachse, TX
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