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Click hereI tell myself I couldn’t have known
But I did
It was painted on you
Dark subtle color, faint line
In your eyes
Your sad smile
When I asked about your parents
I saw it
I didn't think I could be right
And rather than risk turning my cheeks red
I let you suffer more
My wrists should have tasted that steel
Years later
Words are worthless
I’m sorry
say much more than was said below, I am impressed greatly by this writer. These lines in the context are very telling.
Words are worthless
I?m sorry
The grief of inaction is often far more sorrowful than the fear of supposed consequences. Nicely written. Thank you.
I remain,
Thesandman
the tragic outcome painted so vividly in your words, and the guilt, sharp as a blade, is painful. A ton of emotion in these few words... very well done.
jim : )
reflections of sadness and if only. "It was painted on you", this line knocks me out...nicely done.
~Merry
...sharp images. No wasting of words or emotion. A fine effort.