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confessions

even still when
comes the night
and worst of dreams
keep up their fright –

deep in my heart
i know it’s there
so i whisper words
a glimpse of prayer –

but i keep playing
a senseless game
while locked away
to cloud the shame ...

hoping soon
the game will end ~
come soon darkness
my old friend.

03-06-2012

© Debbie Finlay