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I'll never tell you...

I'll never tell you I fell down
and hurt myself so.
I'll never tell you I cried,
and tears rolled real slow.
I'll never show you my wounds
for I know you're tired now.
I'll never run to you,
nor take the love you may endow.

I see your pain in your eyes
and tenderness for me,
but I also see a beaten face,
I'm sure you do agree.
I'll not show you my skinned knee
or the lollipop wrappers I hid.
I know you want to leave,
and I won't forbid.

I won't speak of awkwardness
that life throws at me,
I'll keep my stuff to myself,
my wonders and debris.
I'll never whisper in your ears,
the secrets that I hold.
I know you're worn out
from my dryness and cold.

I set you free right here,
fly far out as you desire;
but if you ever come back,
love me full, entire.
I'll wait for  you for ever,
in hope that you'll return
and even if you don't,
I'll still wait my turn.

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  • annesall235
    October 30
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    it's so heartfelt, i know that this poem says otherwise but are things ok?


    • arnica karuna
      October 31
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      yes and no. Yes because they werent ok then and no because all's ok now.