She sits up night and day

wants the words to pave the way

for happy thoughts she wants to stay

for improvement of her mind


The stories show reflections

of innermost affections

so fearing of rejections

things she cannot leave behind


What she seems to know of woe

simply interrupts the flow

as the doubts begin to grow

and she starts to fear her heart


Believing, all the same

the refusal to take blame

is a side affect of shame

prevents one from a fresh start

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