i'm sorry
i look so much like
the hateful woman
who gave you her jewelry and silver
instead of her love.
i'm sorry
she taught you judgement
instead of empathy.
i'm sorry
i cannot heal you
in the places where you are hurt;
i'm sorry you are sore
and you can no longer bear it.
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Meet Me in the Woods
Poetryassorted poetry inspired by nature, family and the life of a person who spends far too much time in her head. (sexuality, death and decay are alluded to or directly addressed in some of my poems. these poems are marked by "*" in the chapter title.) ...
