Disgraceful, less worthy
Why the facade
The masks have faded
The end of the charade
Broken pieces
Create my own demise
All because in anguish
For years I concealed my cries
Lifetimes of pain now made whole
Life breathed into me
The other half of my soul
Divine intervention
Save me from myself
Love unconditional
Foreign to me
Yearning to be less destructive a force
Committing to actions to mess up again
All the while hurting my lover my best friend
Aching inside but starting new
Keep fighting the battle
Because our love is true
Shame is my bondage
But I'll be set free
Then love will be easier
Unconditionally
I love you Tasha. You don't give yourself enough credit. You're doing great love
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