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| A mixture of indignities and unfounded accusations there have been too many lies none of them can see the fear and frustration still, I wonder why The anger grows, becoming enormous too much to contain it starts slowly, I know the cause Yet, I maintain Fear inside my heart, pulsing, yet covered I cannot be revealed they can't become a part of the pain that hovers it must be contained Why? I ask. What did I do? to deserve this disgrace I'll take you to task, but still I'm the fool I can't hide my face Pride goes before a fall, and I have fallen many times as I try to stand I hear them call, they repeat my crimes tears on my hand Copywrite 2001 Maria G. Abernathey |
| Tears on My Hand |
| Artwork by Rassouli "Falling Grace" |
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