29 Jan

I don’t polish my halo,
this time.

You mean more to me
I can’t disrespect that,
I don’t think you’d care,
when you see
right through me.

I leave everything tainted,
None of it matters.

always meant more to me.


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Posted by on January 29, 2013 in Every day life, Poetry


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5 responses to “You

  1. comkat

    January 29, 2013 at 11:47 am

    You DO NOT leave everything tainted, get in touch with your spiritual side and you will find the answers you seek. Shine your halo and leave it on the mantel to remember days gone bye, don’t forget who you are but forget all of the lies…..hugs

  2. meredith

    January 29, 2013 at 4:03 pm

    We can’ t help being tainted, but I think the deep care of others rubs the tainted places with such compassion that they shine in ways we don’ t see with our own perception.

    with love.

  3. GrayEyedAthena

    January 29, 2013 at 8:48 pm

    Beautiful words, honest and moving message. You are resilient.

  4. judithatwood

    January 30, 2013 at 3:21 am

    Hello, and love from a warmer evening in Maine. I must agree with the above comment — we are all tainted, but we are all also perfectly ourselves, and that goes for you, too! 8-)

  5. lexiconlover

    January 31, 2013 at 4:37 pm

    seems they always mean more to me; just for once… I’d like to mean the same or as much to one I love~


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