An Anger Memorial
February 4 2009
Good friends we were
Secrets we told
Our pasts we spilled
Our hearts we sold
Things we’d done
We did admit
The open book
Each one’s mistake to submit
We opened up
Said things we’d regret
Told of events
We’d rather forget
Few months and a day
Things fell apart
And all that was left
Was what made it start
How dare one take
The other’s wrong turn
And use it to hurt them
What good will it earn?
When each knows the other
Our secrets of past
Why use it against us
Your triumph won’t last
With each slip of the tongue
You should watch what you say
I know as much about you
It’s best to walk away
Tilla
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