MY HEART ACHE

The ache that I feel is the shame that I carry. Though my love was for real you will always be weary. I can’t change what the past was of the future you worry. You may never forgive me and my heart it feels heavy. You were all that I wanted but I only neglected. In my eyes you’re the child that I always protected. Now my eyes they are filled, with the tears that I cry. And can’t help but wonder , why why why ?

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