Moonflower
Beautiful fair lass, Shrinking away from the light - Like a moonflower.
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Guilty Conscience
Cannot stomach secrets- They just make me sick. Dirty thoughts and actions That no one else can bear. Yet you keep feeding me more Of that which I cannot digest. How much more can I take Before my dam bursts ? Can you tell the world Your every action And hold your head high Against each reaction? Adolescent crimes With late repentance. Never ending guilt For their misplaced confidence. Unshared emotions feel so alone- No, not even with you. Some opinions, feelings and actions Will go silently into my grave.
