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Acceptance
There will never be enough time,
To tell you what I want you to know.
Because words are confusing and easily forgotten
As fragile and fleeting as snow
I’ve said the same things over and over again,
Hoping you’ll hear the whispers behind my words.
But the feelings seem lost in time,
Left to rot in a maze of heartstrings and cords
Pain, love, trust, pleasure, mindlessly so
I’ve given and taken from you.
Lost and found with you
Wanted and forced from you too.
I don’t regret what has happened, and I will never forget
Those things we shared in darkest night,
Between kisses, between moans,
In soft bed Acceptancein Random
Groove
Kathryn walked forward through the hallway, stepping into the light from the kitchen lamps above her. Rachael was standing in front of the refrigerator, her hands on her hips and a bemused expression on her face.
“You know,” the brunette said, spying Kathryn out of the corner of her eyes, “it’s amazing: my frig has maybe ten things in it, and yours in overflowing, and yet,” she closed the door with a sigh and faced her best friend and hostess, “there’s still nothing to eat.”
“I just made you a cobbler!” Kathryn exclaimed, annoyed. Rachael stuck out her tongue and pulled down a glass for wate Groovein Random
Borrowed Time: An Apology
Borrowed Time
Suddenly, I missed something important,
And, being the fool I am,
I didn’t even realized when it happened.
Friends take a lot of time and effort
And when that time is shortened, they worry.
I should have known that: I worry all the time.
So, here I am asking for forgiveness,
on bended knees,
though you can’t see me.
Here I am: I promise it will never happen again,
Though it is up to you to believe me.
Here I am, and I’m sorry.
This isn’t really a poem,
because I just don’t have time to make it rhythm:
I’m on borrowed time as it is,
But believe me when I say that
This is how I ex Borrowed Time: An Apologyin Random
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