Nothing Left Unsaid


I wish to never see a rose napkin again,

to not hear the song that speaks of us so strong

and  brings me so much outrage and pain.

Bitter bread was always sweet
for it was the only opportunity I ever had to discover you and feel complete

I enjoyed learning what your betrayal meant,
because  I encountered guilt by wishing you dead
But soon realized that you were long gone
and had been ripped from my heart with each empty promise that brought you to our home

I wish with all my heart that I could take away all the pain
every little girl feels when she's abandoned and left at a young age

Together or separate,
I see a napkin and I see a rose, reflects my  anger and my love.



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