The Lazy Little Girl

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on February 13, 2013

There was a light at the end of the tunnel,
Until the sun went down.

There was a dark whispering cover,
Illuminating the sound.

Of cowards praising those of no better,
The liars and thieves hide truth.

And canny whispers of those judging,
Me and what I do.

And if that light could lead me home,
I’m avoiding that direction.

Not because I want to,
But lack of simple perfection.

I was never able to follow you there,
Because of what I lost.

But please forgive me the mistakes I’ve made,
For I have paid the cost.


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