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So you come to me

with "baby I'm sorry"

Words that you said

dance around in my head

"why can't you forgive?"

In my mind these words live

echo where they reside

Pain replaces compassion

in a morbid fashion

know I'm dead inside





Not meant for another

couldn't even if I tried

Frail am I

wrong cannot I deny

that dreams often seem real

The way that we feel

can color our sky

distant and blue

as thoughts of you

succumb, to empty and numb





If I can't forgive

then I won't be forgiven

Prodigal son

dances as one

around the issues

of us

Must ,

I beg to differ?





For there is nothing left of me to take

Please make no mistake

For I once believed in fairytale dreams

saw looks upon a face

that I wanted Gods grace

to place

upon a child of mine

if he were to be so kind

And now I know

wishing don't make it so

And that I...was only dreaming





Copyright ©-2001 Dennis Hicks

8/1/01