Carry Away My Selfish Pride
A friend of mine asked me to publish this for her. It's my pleasure to do so.
Alone - By Cheryl A.
You left me here without a home
Stranded and all alone.
And in turn your heart I seek
but still you turn away from me.
Such hope and delight I place on us,
When all you could muster was mistrust.
Fool me once, shame on you,
Fool me twice and no one else to blame.
So, in turn, I leave you be.
And adieu, this is the end of we.
So that I may piece together
what you have left behind.
And carry away my selfish pride.
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