forgotten and betrayed
love hides behind your "brave"
and drunken loud shouts.
it looks they wouldn't allow
soul's weight to push the scale.
and we will all sink down.
your dreams are locked inside
with waisted inner child.
the sinner's laugh's prevailing
while poems are derailing
to cynical and wild
your shames and faults detailing.
all sins are long forgiven
by souls by conscience driven.
my love, your broken heart
is beautiful and mild.
let voice you were given
a chance to speak your mind.
your voice
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