
02-18-2010, 06:16 PM
There are eight letters, three words I'm having difficulty saying.
They dwell in my heart - heavy and yearning to be set free through my mouth.
My intensions are hateful while theirs are loving and sweet.
Our friendship was a bright star of a gift - very precious and pretty rare.
I took it for granted -I hope for it to never happen again, but my despair is too
great.
Humans like us make mistakes, and they're everywhere.
We tossed around the gift of trust, it was foolish but human nature.
I hope as you do for the trust, the gift, the everything to heal.
These eight letter, three words are too important, however.
I need to let them out - I must before I live on pure anguish and hate caused
only by myself....
I'm sorry.
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