Thursday, July 16, 2009


I have held my heart,
I have held my tongue,
I am through,
I won’t wait.

I have stood on the sidelines,
Watched you wine and dine,
Listened to your stories,
As you talk about your conquests.

I walk in your shadow,
I embrace the pain,
I stand by you in hell,
And never forsake you.

With nothing to spare,
With nothing to gain,
These bites and pieces,
I will never gain.

© thelma migue, 2009

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