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First Confession

Caught up in the moment?
I falter.
I choke.
Waiting for someone to mend the heart,
that I so often broke.
Not by makin promises to myself I couldn’t keep,
but by causin other people to, in my name, weep.
And it’s not the greatest speech.
No recognition do I seek.
Just a confession.
For the first time,
I’ll admit: I’m weak.

(2013)

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