I wear my guilt like a shroud
That I can’t shake off
Unworthy footsteps
Through our door
Down our hall
How can I look you in the eye
I will because I have to
Because love
Is blind
I wear my guilt like a shroud
That I can’t shake off
Unworthy footsteps
Through our door
Down our hall
How can I look you in the eye
I will because I have to
Because love
Is blind
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This is beautiful!
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Thanks Alma. All of my poems are personal; this one’s pretty dark, but open to interpretation 🙂
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