Wishing it had been different,
I used my last borrowed breath
And made a vow to repent for
each denial
Praying for absolution,
my final hope into the wind
Saying:
“Damn me if you have to,
but first deliver me from this lie”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: February 8th, 2017 10:03
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Well written and expressed Great write
Thank you, Tony
Kurt
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